Clark woke up from his daydream, cleaned his face and fingers and lap with more toilet paper and had to face the judgmental eyes of those in the W/C l...stening to his own private show.His stomach revolted while he dragged himself, humiliated and fearful of any jokes on the subject, to his chair. The dreaded email was gone. He lost control. He was himself. He was sissy. He is sissy. He became VERY aware of that when he started thinking on his clitty feeling good when hard. Notice this, clitty,. I am making you responsible for this, and if you do not oversee your men, you and I will take the walk of honor into the jungle. Do you understand me, Corporal?" He came to attention and saluted me saying "Yes Sir!"I have to explain here that, in the Legion, the walk of honor is the men's private way of settling a dispute between them. It has been outlawed, but on rare occasions it is still done in total secrecy. It means that two men go out, and only one walks back. Usually the other is. "Alright, well I'm Sandy. I'll help y'all out a much as I can." Sandy is a beautiful blonde that is stacked. She reminds you of an 80s Dollie Parton. She must have G cups. Her long blonde locks fall to mid back and she has huge lovely lips. She's wearing a very tight and revealing v cut black top and matching suit pants. She stands about 6 inches taller than her normal height on her black stelletto heels. They bring her eye level to you in your sandals. "Since it's your first time here I have. I held the back of my thighs and pulled my knees as wide as possible. If this is going to happen, then I was going to make damned sure that it was as easy as possible for him, and me, I thought. I felt the, now familiar, trickle of champagne run down from my balls to my asshole, where Ben’s tongue was already waiting. Lapping up and down my from the top of my crack to my balls and back again, each time hesitating slightly over the entrance. With his strong hands on each cheek, he pulled them.