He hit the ground holding his knee and the other two tried jumping on me again.At that time, an instructor had arrived and broke it up. We had to go b...fore the First Sergeant and explain what had happened."There are no excuses." according to the First Sergeant. "If the guy could not go to classes I was going to get an Article Fifteen." He said. He made classes but with his knee bruised. I was not a local favorite anymore. I felt I was defending myself but warned I should not have thrown the. They tugged me forward, then ran up the back of my thighs as she parted my legs, holding me open. I shifted so my head rested against the back of the toilet, propping one foot on the tub and the other against the doorjamb as Mischa kissed my pussy for the first time. I was on fire. Never before had I felt this hot, this anxious. She was teasing me and she knew it, but worse she knew that I knew. But no way was I going to say anything, for fear she may just stop. The idea was too horrible, so I. The feeling of being held open like that was a constant stimulation for the already over-stimulated body. Tina heard Sir Robert chuckling at her. She felt a large manly hand reach between her legs to feel her heat. Two fingers slid quickly into her pussy and she cried out at the wonderful feeling. They were quickly removed however. The two dominants now stood up leaving the hot submissive on her knees. Tina was hoping for relief. She moaned and whimpered as she knelt there with her filled. Little Mary found me and jumped into my arms. Then my Aunt Grace came to me and gave me a big hug but that time I got a kiss on the cheek. George took my backpack to his bedroom and told me that I would be sleeping with him. Aunt Grace took me into the dinning room and had me sit down while she got me something to eat and drink. Connie sat with me. Soon a pretty slave girl came out of the kitchen holding a glass of milk and a plate of food. There was a big chunk of beef, a chunk of cheese, and.