Locking his door after me, he stated how inappropriate my costume was and thought to send me home. “Please Mr. Johnson, the day is almost over and I...have a test next period!” I pleaded. Sitting in front of him, I realized I was hurting from practically smashing my balls in so I tried to adjust them. He must’ve been staring at my crotch b/c he nearly shouted “And your wearing no underwear underneath that skirt?” I had thought that the nylons held me in pretty good, so what the fuck did I need. Let me start at the beginning. Ashli came from a lower-middle-class family, in the lower middle part of San Diego. At 18 years old, she saw the military as a perfect opportunity to get some life experience, and money to pay for a college degree when she finished up with 4 short years in. The Air Force was the obvious branch for her, as it would allow her to travel the world and actually get paid for it. So, on one fateful day, she signed on that dotted line and left her family to serve her. The woman slides out from between my legs and moves to the top of the bed. The man slips between my thighs and darts his tongue into my sticky hole. The woman kisses me on the mouth and I can taste my own juices on her lips. The man begins sucking my clit into his mouth, and then, teasing it with his tongue. Then the woman gets a turn while the man watches.I begin slipping my finger into my pussy a little faster. Then I taste my own juices on the tip of my finger. I was very wet by then and. Taking her hand, I walked, while she skipped the fifteen feet over to Diana’s desk. Diana just looked at her and chuckled as she shook her head.“OK!” Diana relented under the undeniable cuteness of the bride-to-be. “You are getting married on Saturday.”“Then you’re going on your honeymoon for a week,” Lissa stuck her head in the door and announced.“Hi, Lissa. OK, now that we know the when, where is the location?”“That’s a surprise!” Lissa said smugly.“A surprise?”“Yes. You two pack for a week..