He told me,…….”You must imagine my cock till tomorrow. There are more cocks waiting for you. You must do what the commissioner says…..understa...d…..if he complains and if he does not sign our files tomorrow, you are only responsible……he must be satisfied….” As he was speaking, he pulled me closer and kissed me in deep throat……he made my cunt juice flowing. He made me watch the cock. He was also fingering my ass hole……..”Slut, be ready for tomorrow…..okay……now you can go….” He suddenly left me. She wouldn't change this for the world though. She put ona black and gold, floaty nylon skirt and a thick black cotton blouseover the top. She had gotten two pairs of boots shopping, the ruinedstilettos and a flat pair. The flats were more practical for a picnicanyway, she thought.As she applied a thick layer of foundation to hide the bruising shethought about her hair. She would try to go without the wig today. Shebrushed it down toward her left eye with a parting on the right. Itlooked really. The Velcro was put where the new unit and rank system was to be attached. The ranks were to be painted on helmets and safety gear.On the shirt was the only permanently attached name and rank. It was on the right front - over the pocket - the same as the military used. My gear was camo but all of the security people were issued brown as it was not as hot as black uniforms. In the sun black uniforms cooked you - good in cold weather, not so much in hot.All the other parts were also sewn to Velcro. I kissed her and said, "We haven't really had a chance to talk about tonight. How is it going to be, confronting your fathers?" I don't know, sir," she replied. "I think that my mom and Amy are getting to be OK with it, and if they are they have probably convinced our Dads not to make too much of a fuss. You've met my Dad, and he liked you. Jamie's Dad is not a particularly violent person either, so I don't expect you'll be in physical danger. I'm sure my mom would have told me if she was.