Oh! My God!I quickly and silently, stripped out of my Army t-shirt and then I reached behind my back to unfasten my bra. My clothes fell to the floor,...as the Lt. gently massaged my exposed breasts. His touches were deliberate and sensuous. He lightly traced the outlines of my areolas and then ran a fingertip over my hardened nipples.I took a step back and dropped to my knees between his parted legs. I unbuttoned the fly to his BDU trousers and then yanked at the pant legs. He silently arched. "I'm on it. The additional information helps. Sit tight, don't freak out. I'll let you know if I find anything out."Sitting tight was easier than not freaking out. I talked to Katie and Eric every day, but they'd heard nothing from Tommie, and Alice had nothing to report. I had dinner with them on Sunday and Monday--anything was better than just roaming around my empty house, beside myself with worry and rage.And I kept calling Damon and Tommie, though they never answered their phones, and. ..I nodded, speaking a low growling whisper saying, “Yes, now!”Michelle directed a volley of huge spurts of my thick cum towards Mrs. Brown. Rope after rope after rope, it was one of the most intense moments I can recall ever having.The first shot startled poor old Mrs. Brown, but did not deter her from her sheer enjoyment. She had been rubbing het clit so hard that she was close herself, I helped get her over the edge and she came, squirting her on love juice over the seat in front.Four or. If I was in whatever place she had selected for being available to men, I had to watch her with my dick getting hard inside a pair of silky panties, my legs encased in stockings. The panties were especially effective, putting pressure on my erection (even though my dick is only three inches hard). Soon I began to associate being dressed that way under my street clothes with getting aroused. And on the nights she left me home, naked in bed except for those girly items to wear, it was even more.