I scanned every inch of the room for another restroom or office with a door where I could be alone for thirty seconds—because that was all it was go...ng to take. But it was an open plan office, with only partitions and whiteboards separating the room into smaller office spaces. Some cubicles had whiteboards sitting above the grey walls offering more privacy, but someone just had to arch their neck to see behind. The potential for getting busted was high. Max’s office had a door. Could I flop my. Go ahead and close it down until the morning,” the CO advised.I turned off all of the radios and then the generator. I ran into Tweed on guard on the way to my bunker.“You finally get done?” he asked.“Yes,” I answered.“Meadows is over in our old bunker. He said it was too busy in commo to sleep.”“Yes, we’re off the air now until the morning. I’m going to try to get some sleep before I go on guard,” I told him.I found Suenee asleep when I got to the bunker and crashed on my own cot without. It was utterly enormous.To her extreme embarrassment Susan saw her looking down. With a laugh she suggested that, to make it fair, both men stand up so Sheila could have a good look. Then, on the spur of the moment, she asked Barbara to come around the table. Caitie got off her chair, too.Asking the two men to stand, Susan knelt down in front of her husband and cradled his heavy balls in both of the hands. "This is a man's cock, Sheila," she said matter-of-factly. "Although I'm certainly no. Not like a father, but a lover. Passionately like he and Terry used to kiss. He didn't hold back and felt her receptive mouth responding. She moaned into his mouth and reached for the front of his pajamas. He felt her small gentle hands fumbling around the front as she searched for his cock. Once found she held it, squeezing it for dear life. It was his turn to moan.Without breaking their embrace he scampered out of the only barrier between them and tossed them far away. He wouldn't need.