.. and down... her hair brushing him... no...her tongue going down... and down... and. In. It felt incredible. Butsomething was not right... he cou...d not dwell on it as his body trembledslightly with utter pleasure. He felt her tongue go deeper... thenout... then in again. And out. Coral opened her mouth... a deep voiceuttered suddenly, "You're so fucking wet." Al juddered to her senses.She opened her eyes. It had been imaginary...No, not all. Justin went down on her again, tracing her. It was highly unlikely she had ever seen combat in the same manner the rest of us had but I also knew she had been head of one of their security divisions and from what I'd heard they had seen plenty of action against domestic terrorists, infiltrators and idiot peaceniks wanting to eliminate our nuclear protection. Like her hand, she was slim and elegant looking. I knew she had to be in her mid-fifties but she obviously didn't disdain modern cosmetic enhancement; she appeared to be an ageless. I knew I was being bad,but couldn?t help it. I took off my blouse and sports bra,put on one of my new under wired bras and pulled my new topon. I checked out my appearance in the mirror and smiledbroadly. As I thought. There was more than a hint ofcleavage on show. I wandered back out. Jools was readingagain."Umm, what do you think, Jools?"She looked up and set her papers down as she stood up andwalked over. "Let me see..." She stopped and her hand flewto her mouth. Her eyes goggled and she. " Turn on the cameras too. Maybe something good will come of it." Yes Mistress." Meet me out front when you're ready." Here he comes now."- - - - -I remember feeling a little car sick and then after that nothing. My headis pounding as I try to focus my eyes on the surroundings. Where am I? Isee a big dressing table with a large lighted mirror on top of it. I seea strange armoire, open and spilling out with feminine things, notSara's. I see wigs and now I think I know where I am. I roll over.