On my bed. Miss.”“Describe what I would see if I was there, sitting next to you. Let’s start with what you’re wearing.”I took a moment to c...llect myself as I looked around the room, my gaze eventually focusing on the dresser mirror, staring at my reflection, wondering where to start and then, taking a deep breath as I pulled my knees up to my chest, pointed my toes, and slipped my feet into her panties, pulling them over my calves, my knees, my things and then over my hips so they were snug. Let me know as soon as you have any more information. And try and pass the message on to Colour-Serjeant Williams on the nine-tonner.” He looked up. “No. Belay that. Don’t tell the CQMS anything until he gets back here. I don’t want him or his men doing anything rash.”“I don’t think Williams will do anything rash, sir.”“No, probably not. But let’s not risk anything until we know more.” He shook his head. “What the hell Brigadier Haldane will make of this I don’t know.” He nodded his dismissal. He managed to convince himself that this was only a social call, but as Amy bent over to unlock her front door, his honorable intentions flew out the window. A light patch of fabric in the crotch of her bright, colorful leggings was clearly outlining Amy's swollen vulva, which they both now knew that Brad would soon be sliding himself into.Once inside the house, Amy felt a brief flush of irritation at seeing that Brad was still taller than she was, but she knew how to bring him down to her. All 11 inches of him left her mouth, before he slammed it back into her. He lifted her head more angling her throat so he could go just that much deeper. He looked around the store, noticing that there werent that many customers and he smiled to himself. Imagine the embarrassment youd face if a friend of yours walked in and saw you in this pathetic distasteful state. I wonder what they would say. His hands were practically ripping her hair out from her scalp. Just the thought of their disgusted.