"You don't know the half of it."I grabbed her back and forced her to bend forward with her tits onto my face. I violently licked and bit on her nipple.... She let off a moan and gave light kisses to my temple before she pulled my cock out of my pants. "Mmm I'm very impressed," she said taken by surprise. Laying her self on my legs, she slid her mouth onto my meat and began to suck. Her tongue swirled around my shaft and head. Her lips closed over my head and she massaged the tip with her. "Well God bless you with tits and stockings Sergeant! You have cut right to the nub of the mission! This here," he said, grandly gesturing towards David, "is non of your fucking business! Call him Agent bloody X OK?" Josh was enjoying himself, and the squad — or stick, as David learned later, enjoyed the banter between their officers.The sergeant scowled and not in the least put off by Josh's command, responded "Respectfully, sir, I don't bloody care if his name is the Queen of bloody Sheba!. He is wonderful. I always enjoy him myself” I said. She looked surprised. “You like it with dogs?” she queried. “Oh yes Claudia. I love it” I replied.I got the Rottie and I hoped he had recovered. I didn’t need to worry. Claudia took of her knickers and immediately knelt over the bench. The Rottie saw her arse bare and waiting and immediately mounted her. She screamed and shook her head as he soon found her opening and filled it. She gave low groans but it was obvious that she wasn’t really. And wither Ada might have done if it had not been for her art. After she had grown so tired she could hardly breathe from her grief over the deaths of so many who meant so much to her and of her guilt at having mistaken Jess Wolf for his father and her husband, Frank, when she was in a pill-induced haze in addition to so many other actions and thoughts she regretted, Ada slowly turned to what gave her the most solace and release—her art. As always, Ada’s painting clearly reflected her mood of.