We dined and returned to amiable banter, rinsing the meal down with minted spring water and a bottle of Pinot Grigio. “ “So I guess possibilities...exist to include possible sex… perhaps,” I ventured awkwardly while cutting my asparagus into sections. “A great many, I hope,” came her response with a piece of salmon tucked in her cheek. “Dinner is early so we have plenty of time, may I suggest that we take it real slow?” I said with and air of formality. She said she likes slow. I pointed out,. "Be a good girl, and make it," I told her. Please G_d, let her make it.I put her down and told her to go to the other side of the line. I thenstepped out of the line and stopped on my side."We're going to get killed!" I shouted and looked around."Shut up, you stupid child! Get in Line!" the solder nearest me demanded.I looked around. All the solders were looking at me. I gave my sister thesignal and she ran into the woods."Why?" I asked."Because I said so," the solder said getting angry.I saw. We do have a few things to discuss." Welcome aboard, Harold. I have some Jamaican Blue you must sample."They shook hands and McCock guided his visitor to his office where Trojan had set out the coffee pot, mugs and accessories. Trojan poured the first samples and then excused himself claiming there was a re-run of a favourite vid he had to see. They enjoyed the brew exchanging inane comments about the weather, farm production on the planet until Harold took a deep breath,"Aggy, who owns and or. “I want to make you happy sir,” she replied meekly. Her pussy ground again as the pleasure continued to build. Despite her wanting this to stop, she now needed another orgasm.“Again. Beg me to make me happy,” he ordered.“Please Master, please let me make you happy,” she begged and then moaned and closed her eyes. Another deep wave of electricity passed through her making her stomach flutter. “Please Master I want to cum for you and make you happy,” she begged again feeling a little.