There was not a child or parent anywhere in sight, and I hardly ever saw anyone here on my daily run. I climbed the stairs, and lay down in the dark b...ue tunnel above the slide that hid me from the world. I closed my eyes and slid my hand past the waistband of my running shorts and little red thong. Man, was I wet. I slid one finger into my virgin hole and sighed deeply. As I slid the second and third finger in, I picked up my pace and my hips started moving rhythmically in sync with my hand. I. She said something like not to worry, the baggy leggings probably did not help. I can’t recall the exact words, but I was relieved. I was busy concentrating on how good her thighs felt as she rolled from sole to tip toe. She spoke about doing a few more exercises in addition to what Jack had already given me and promptly ended the session saying that Jack would be back next week and could I fill out a client satisfaction survey as part of her course work. Although the session seemed to be over. She stopped as she pushed past the curtain, and called back over her shoulder. “Oh, and you’ve been promoted to Sergeant.”The time passed quickly, Vi did eventually take a break from watching over me to go to the mess hall and gorge herself on her backed up supply of meat. Her metabolism must work like large reptiles on Earth, perhaps she could go for a long time between meals but simply chose not to when there was food readily available. News of our heroics had traveled quickly, and my. “Come on, Monty,” I said. He hopped up right away, his weight slamming me further to the floor. He was heavier and stronger than I'd realized. He started thrusting, his paws hooked in at my nice, wide hips, his black nails scraping against me. But he was just poking around, a little desperately and with a kind of longing whimper. I eased my ass back further – no easy feat under 125 pound Rott – and his jabs got closer. Even though I braced myself, I wasn't prepared for how hard his cock finally.