You unbutton my jeans and slowly move your hand inside my black lace panties. I groan loudly as you dip into my wetness and bury your finger deep insi...e me. I desperately want you to move up to my clit and make me cum, but instead, you remove your hand completely. With you other hand, you open the door to the ladies' bathroom and push me through it. Another door, and we're inside the stall. Finally having full freedom, you start opening the buttons of my blouse right away. You find the front. . you poor thing have to walk around the house all day with that dick so hard ... and those balls so full ... I think they hurt at every step ...- Yes, ma'am, they hurt badly, he whispered a little too loud, barely controlling his excitement.- And all you want to do is lock yourself in the room and masturbate yourself silly, maybe even pass out from it, right? To work that dick until it spills all over the place.- Yeah, I mean, no, no, ma’am, I do not want ...- It's normal to want that… this. I should finish about ten days before Christmas, unless something goes wrong." Class date?" Lenore inquired.He looked over at her. "I keep forgetting how new you are to being a sailor. You go to schools to get qualifications and skills you progress in your career. Most of those need a school, but not Boatswain's Mate."Lenore nodded. "Like my brother and the Rangers, he had to go to a school to get a 'parachutists' tab."Dillon answered as he entered the line for the checkpoint at NAS Alameda.. "She is a delightful and brave young lady. I am sure she will do well when she is older," Mathew responded gallantly."That she is. She was no trouble at all. It was a pleasure to rescue her," I finally got out.We were all seated, waiting for the mystery guest. I made conversation with the King and Queen. They wanted to know about life in our world. Every time I tried to answer fully, Mathew would interrupt me. I was finding it annoying. I knew I was being controlled, or he was trying to control.