It had my cock inhis (her?) mouth and was sucking it in no time.We guys talk about having our cocks sucked, when whatwe mean is closer to fucking a mo...th. This calf wasSUCKING, as if my cock was a straw connected to myballs! This was my first experience with anything otherthan my right hand, it was hot, really physically HOT,and the rough tongue on the underside of my cock wasall I could take. In 30 seconds, I blew a big load! (Itfelf big to me, at least.) That the calf swallowed asif it were. Then then kissed me on the cheek before quoffing half the glass. I laughed watching her gulp the Champagne. Our knees touching, our sides touching and she was stroking my lower back. She gave me a top up and we each commented on how we looked. She said I looked pretty. No one had ever called me pretty before! I thought this was all nice and was beaming. I touched her whilst we drunk Champagne. That bottle won't last long. I felt the texture of both her and my fishnets. I touched her body and. It is history. It could very well have been my life if I had lived back in those days. Instead, I stand here on the bridge holding a very different role. I find that I’m happier with the present than I would have been in the past.”“I think most people would agree with you on that,” Captain Tasso said.“What do you think, Shield Mandy?”“No comment,” she said. “I just think it’s strange to have a military with more men than women.”Most of the crew on the bridge turned to look at her in disbelief.. It was the Sister who spoke first."Hullo, Lucia. I made my vows and I'm Sister Angelica now. How are you?"The greeting was clearly very difficult and sounded stilted and rehearsed. The Reverend Mother simply sat and said nothing as the nun continued, stumbling over her words a little."I hope you are well, and that you will co-operate in future. The Reverend Mother has said we can see each other from time to time, as long as we keep her happy whenever she wants it."She stopped and looked.