I approach you and the man who I would love to be. I say hello and tell him "how does it feel to have your arm around the most beautiful woman here?" ...e laughs and says "just wonderful". I worked I have now begun chatting with you and him. I'm having a hard time not just staring at you, your eye popping cleavage and amazing curves. You lean back against the wall and your dress rides up your thigh just enough to reveal the top of the thigh high stockings you have on, I feel a rush come over me. Benson. I checked out the looker in the class, Betsy Heite. Her thoughts were going back and forth between the stuff Mr. Benson was going over, and what she wanted to wear to the party at Jimmy’s house that weekend.I spent the rest of the class listening in on everyone’s thoughts, finding out some surprising things about a few of them, and basically getting a kick out of it all. By the time the bell rang, I was getting a little tired of listening to math and had just realized that I could hear. . and, well, idle hands and minds made for one hell of a discipline problem.I called in Colonel Blood and presented it to him. His eyes light up like I had given him a Christmas present. He had already been experiencing discipline problems. With the lack something for the men to do, you could only perform so many inspections; and assigning ‘busy work,’ made for very disgruntled men.This would be just the thing to change all that. It would be something Militia could see had some real meaning and. As I did I positioned the head of my cock by her tight puckered asshole. Without warning her I plunged my head inside her ass. That forced her to exhale her breath into my mouth.I stopped kissing her and placed my hand over her mouth while staring into her beautiful brown eyes. I could see distress in them but I continued pushing deeper into her backdoor. Her ass was so tight on me that it felt like a pleasurable, velvet vise. I let out a low moan as I kept pushing in, until I was all the way.