"Down, girl. You're going to be my pet in more ways than one tonight. How do you like the idea of being my adorable little bitch?" Stacie immediately ...ropped to her hands and knees and barked once. She let her tongue hang out of her open smile and panted. It was the best dog impersonation that she could come up with on the spot."What, aren't you happy to see me?"It only took a second of thought to get what he was talking about, so Stacie began shaking her ass, in lieu of a tail. It was kind of. She never truthfully apologized for her infidelity, her blatant cheating, and for going back on her promise to never contact LTJG piss ant. In Jan of 1978, I got a great set of orders to BuPers in Washington, D. C. Just a few weeks after I received my orders, I went to a Change of Command ceremony at the Naval Aviation Museum. Looking at the rows of chairs in perfect alignment in front of the podium, I got a real shock. In the third row was LT Fuckhead. The bastard was with a mousy little woman. I gather the nectar and my tongue just touched between the globes of his cockhead."There you are cocksucker," he said thrusting his pole forward, but failing to make contact. I did not get it all with my tongue. His head oozing and glistening. I needed that pre-cum and told myself kissing is not sucking. I moved in and lined my lips with his hole pressing my lips to his throbbing cock tip. I slid my tongue into his slit and scooped the sweet juice out. "Oh yes kiss it cock sucker. This boner's. I will make sure he has everything, he can use me any way he likes. Please, Please Ma’am.”“Ms. Kate.” I begged. It hurt me to see Catherine bent over and her cheeks already showing swollen red hand shaped welts.“Master Reece, you need to make sure everyone in this house knows their place. Now I don’t mean to presume anything so please…” Ms. Kate lifted her dress and pulled down her under things and showed me her naked ass along side Catherine’s, “…please spank us both and then you need to fuck.