With a grimace for the state of the Service Alphas, he had little choice but to put the pants and shoes on. At least I can leave off the shirt garters... To hell with it, I'll go in pants and a tee-shirt.The Gunny's room was eight doors down the curved hall. Junior thought about it, just before he knocked, and realized Deb's hand was at work there, also. If tonight goes like I think it will, there is no way I want to be within hearing distance of this room.Predictably, that thought led him to. With her left hand, she started stroking my cock and peel of my skin. It really turned me on.We reached her home and had our dinner. Pressie gave me a goodnight kiss on my cheeks as she usually does and went to sleep. Sheby asked me to sleep with her in her room. I agreed for that and went to her room. She came a bit later with a glass of milk and sat near me. She asked me to drink half and give half to her. I started drinking and emptied the full glass of milk in my mouth. She was angry on. ” Neil grinned, eager to put the plan in action.“Wait, so you just took her. Like right then and there.” I was confused. My father always hounded me about being meticulous and careful. “Like I mentioned, Neil and I had been vetting her for a week. It wasn’t just spur of the moment decision,” he said with an almost irritation in his voice. “Besides, we had a location, equipment, the whole nine yards.” “What about a back up plan?” I inquired. “Well this was when we still thought we were. .. .removing it, Istart to get up to put it away, but her hand reaches out and presses downon my head, forcing me back to my knees."My pussy requires servicing bitch," she orders shifting her legs a littlefurther apart putting her in a challenging stance.."Yes Mistress," I reply, and lean in, pressing my nose and lips into thesoft material of her panties, and starting to lick. Soon the muskydampness and taste of her arousal is coating my lips, and I can feel herbody trembling a little, I press.