Her decisions had saved untold lives before, more than we could count. She had just saved us all from being rocket fodder less than a week before. Als..., yes, for me, I knew the woman literally inside and out. I trusted her implicitly.“Aye, aye, Captain. One less decision to make. Saves time and lives, too,” I assured Anne of my obedience to her command and that of the brass.“It’s basically just another form of triage, anyway,” Aaron observed.“I’d have to agree with that,” Corporal Kristen. Instead of letting me up, like i thought he would...he scooped up some of the wetness and put his hand between my legs. Using his cum as a lube, he jerked me off, slowly at first, squeezing my tiny hairless cock and fondling my balls lightly, then faster and rougher. I came hard again, shuddering beneath him as he hugged me to him. He wiped my back off again, then untied me, turned me over and cleaned my cock. He planted one more kiss on the head before letting me up and handing me my shorts.. We found ourselves in the kitchen of the pub. They had stopped serving food hours ago and he knew this place well enough to get in without being seen. I didn't see it at the time but he put his phone on the cooking surface, with the camera running, positioned to see what I was about to do, but not his face. "Kneel" he commanded, and I obeyed. He reached down and began to unzip his trousers, I reached out and stopped him. I wanted to do this, and unzipped his trousers for him. His cock smelt and. The others suddenly become aware of me looking at them. I help Claire to her feet. She gives me a hug and my hand strays down to caress her bottom. "Thank you, Cathy." "Perhaps you could tell me what you were being punished for." Claire looks frightened and says only, "I'm sorry. I..." Liz interrupts, "No! That will be explained in due course. We have other business to attend to. Margo?" Margo's hand moves out from inside her burqa. She is clutching a white card, which she gives to me, saying.