. I have a h.. hard enough time with this...."She continues to grin, "Oh I'm going to tell everyone, I'm here to watchlittle sluts like you squirm... ...ittle helpless, wannabe girls like yousquirm..."I look at the vibrator, noticing it is glistening, pre lubed, all ready.And also that this Supervisor is watching to seem my reaction as I stickit up my ass. Beet red I slip my panties aside, and with a suppressedshudder force the thing deep into my ass. I can't help but groan...."You'll love the. Stay with Miss Jones; she will look after you." "Thank you, sir." Phew.Miss Jones introduced me to three girls, and we went together to the cloakrooms, which were already packed full of excited girls, all chatting about what might happen. No-one paid attention to me. I sat down alongside my hosts in my most ladylike manner; I couldn't risk the slightest slip here. It would be one against several hundred if I were caught out. It went very quiet when Jennifer was brought in by Miss. " She dropped to her knees and reached forward to his pants, instantly unzipping them as she whisked both his trousers and boxers down in one fell swoop to expose his hard throbbing cock to the room full of her friends who instantly laughed and cheered. "Watch this girls" she instructed as she took his length in one hand and wrapped her devouring lips around the head of his shaft. Just like the previous blow job her head instantly started to bob back and forward without any mercy and her wet. Dinner was being served, and I tucked into a healthy portion.Even with the pizza that was promised later my body still craved thecalories."So tell me more about your mysterious Captain." I teased.She blushed. Lydia Sturn actually blushed. "Well, erm, he's about 5'10,has black hair, brown eyes that make me melt whenever I look into them,and he flies C130's."I laughed. The C130 pilot's had a reputation for being solid anddependable, the opposite of the fighter jockeys stationed on the otherside.