Marifou, I will tend to the needs of my two boys and my husband when he returns from patrol duty. It’s nothing special but quite satisfactory never ...he less. You might have luck in the Glitter and Glamour district, however.”I grinned, disconnected and watched an ocean of lights in every conceivable color appear between the sheets of heavy rain that also pelted the transparent material my ship’s bow section. The landing field was a sizeable six-sided field of black wet glistening material with. Boththe skirt and top were chosen to be red, as the ultimate humiliation ofbeing tied to my past political party. The top came down to just abovemy hip leaving a visible tramp stamp tattoo that spelled out sissy inelegant cursive. Around my neck I wore a tight black leather collar thatwould signify my role of a submissive sissy while I gave the speech.Finally to top the whole outfit off, I had been "advised" to wear a pairsix inch stilettos that would show off just how good my figure. The easy was to let them enjoy the girls. Ann said, "Tim lets just do what they ask, if they take us to jail we'll be ****d anyway, at least this way we might get out of here." I looked at her and Dawn, and saw that while Ann was scared she was at least thinking straight. Dawn, however had this distant look on her face, and I realized she was much more excited than afraid.The three of us were hustled off to a Quonset hut area behind the small air terminal. There were more crude dirty looking. Blazer ground his mouth into her hot bubbling cunt. His tongue jammed the entrance to her pussy, then pierced the hole in one quick darting stab. Her cunt muscles pulsed greedily against the welcomed invader. He snorted, bringing his tongue quickly from her writhing body."Oh, Blazer!" she cried. She squiggled in the hay, lifted her legs, captured Blazer's big head. She attached herself to him as if she were a bag of feed.Thighs clamped to his head, she ground her pussy into his mouth. Spasms.