After a few more hard strokes he filled my pussy with his warm cum. He then took his phone and started recording from the front. I was too tired with ...ll the hard fucking.I put my finger in my pussy and took his cum on I finger and licked it. He then told me to get up and suck his semi-limp dick. I got up and started stroking his dick before taking it in my mouth. He became hard within a few strokes. I took his dick deep in my mouth as deep as I could take it.He started gaging me again. He took. Tits were hanging freely underneath my top and I could see them clearly through the material. I could even see the brown circle of my areolas and my hard little nipples were sticking way out. The material of the blouse was enticing them... making them want to stand out."I can't go out looking like this James. I... I'm too... I look like a..." You look like my slut Mary. My slut. Remember? You're my slut now." For this week maybe... I guess." No 'I guesses' about it. You're my slut forever now. She said lock it so I did. She was wrapped in white towel. I didn't know what to do. She was combing her hair. It just got dried, I can smell the scent of Palmolive shampoo in the air. For the longest time I was watching her facing the mirror. Both of us were nervous. She nervously told me to undress. I took off my shirt and my pants. I left my Hanes brief, I was too shy to take it off. I was standing there looking at her shoulder, her skin was soft and smooth and from the mirror I can see her. My survival training had kicked in, even though I wanted to leave all that behind at home. Claire had even promised to not call me ‘General’ (in honor of my promotion), or ‘Soldier-boy’, her pet name for me. This could be bad, stuck out in the elements with no gear and hardly any clothing. I could survive, I’d been through worse in training, but Claire was really only a civilian, she was my civilian, mine to protect. Picking her up was not just romantic, it’d keep me warm, so I could worry.