"Yes mam," I stammered."Ever have anyone do that to you before?" No mam." Ever do it to yourself?" No mam," I lied because I had been doing it for som...time now, but it never felt this good.She continued slowly squeezing my dick as she spoke, " Bobby if I let you touch me and do something that I promise will make you feel great, will you let it be a secret between me and you?" Yes mam," I replied hoping this was going where I thought it was.Miss Lucy continued to squeeze with her right hand. Our Captain was a China vet, a grizzled Welshman, a muscular, crewcut, cleft-chinned former SAS.The wild-eyed savage in his starched and creased Iron Maiden T-shirt, camouflage cargo shorts- his usual attire, despite the damp, 7 something Celsius winter weather... The Welshman was showing off the green dragon tattoo on his upper right arm to our driver’s nodding approval.The Welshman’s glaucous eyes, w/their drooping lids, crow’s feet, and his sneaky wry smile and fangled set of choppers told. Kathy opened her legs for the arrival of Frank’s fingers in her cunt and smiled at him as he kissed her on her lips and neck and tits as he lifted up the halter-top. Kathy has always been a talker during sex and this evening was to be no exception. Frank had large hands and took her right tit and squeezed hard and Kathy moaned with pleasure that was just the beginning. Frank looked down at Kathy and said I am going fuck you hard and she just whimpered yes please. Frank told her from this. On top of it, my soon-to-be ex texted me that she was “sorry” and that I’d be served with the papers on Monday morning. She “hoped” we could do it painlessly. I only replied that I hoped so also. What else was there to say.She was as good as her word, as the server was waiting for me at the building’s front door. On tv, servers are posing as flower delivery or the like, but you could tell this guy from a mile away. The way he kept checking his phone just confirmed it. His eyes sought out mine.