" But you said..." I tried again."Let me ask you this way," she said. "Would you rather wear the blackoutfit now, or at the job interview?" Now," I sa...d, defeated."Make sure you put on the lingerie that it comes with," Lauren said.I came back to the living room wearing my satin French maid's uniform,with a white lacy apron, a white, full petticoat that made the kneelength skirt flare out. Underneath, I was wearing a black set oflingerie, with black nylon stocking attached to my corselet, and. I put a lot of work into keeping my ass juicy, so I appreciate the attention. He leaned over to rub my butt, and I arched my back to allow him greater access. His fingers went down my crack and he found my asshole. He brought his hand back up to like his fingers and was quickly knuckle deep in my ass. With his other hand he began holding my head again and gently fucking my mouth. I know I toothed him a few times as he shifted his angle, but he soon got a good rhythm going and I was again. So sit back and get ready for a week of sand, sun, drama, and fun as Rachel takes her first steps into the next chapter of her life. As always, I appreciate your ratings and comments and I welcome any and all feedback but understand that I am very sensitive, and if you’re too harsh, I will delete everything from this site and never try to be creative again. I’m kidding. Enjoy! *All characters in this story are 18 years or older* PREVIOUS — Chapter 4: Target Acquired CHAPTER 5 Rachel felt. " My ships' Political Officers are Party men, not Navy. As such they can be bullshitted to, as few Russians haven't a clue about the sea. Stalin has never so much as paddled a korabl across a pond. There are advantages in being a land power rather than a sea power." Your seaplane, Admiral, is it servicable, by any chance?" My Air Officer would fill in the details, but I understand it still works. Best possible combination, he tells me, German airframe and Russian engine. A Heinkel, you know?" I.