"My fault, then," I muttered. "Well, I need to do an eval. Keep going. And start wearing the stuff you can get issued -- you can at least get it washe...." The issue outfit was a simple shift that barely covered a woman's ass -- not that it bothered guys."Yes, sir." She stood there in her bra and panties, waiting."Do it all, Honey," I told her. "We're just getting to the good parts." Yes, sir." She finished up. It wasn't a striptease, by any stretch; it was a nervous girl removing her clothes. I had thought that every woman's breasts were like orgasmicly sensitive,but I guess it varies from girl to girl. Both Karen and Cindy's bodieshad responded well, so it was a little bit disappointing to be stuck withbreasts that only barely registered the presence of my own hands. Maybethis is why it's such an easy decision for some women to get implants -it's not like they feel anything from it, anyway.Plus, I don't think I was feeling that horny, anyway. I figured I'd justgo back to. .. Moira would comfort her. Joanne would too. Jake would try. And Gary ... I took a deep breath and let it out slowly.Then I walked over to her and laid a hand on her shoulder, giving it a little rub. I knew she couldn't be more than ten years older than Moira, but I could see she looked much older. Her hair needed to be re-dyed, and her skin was brown and wrinkled from the sun. She'd never been as gorgeous as Moira, or even Joanne. But I suddenly remembered the scene where she and the captain. Arthur continued to groan in pleasure as Lindsay moved one of her hands to his swollen testicles. She started to gently squeeze and caress them in her fingers whilst her other hand moved to her sweet, little pussy. She started to quickly rub her rosebud, as she removed his cock from her mouth. Almost gasping for breath, Lindsay started to kiss and lick all around the rest of his shaft as he lay there, enjoying every passing moment. Her tongue felt delicate as it slid down the length of his.