So later that evening, we got ready to go out. Claire wore her micro mini skirt and a white boob tube with a zip at the front. She looked fantastic wi...h her suntan and high heels. Her bag was open on the bed, and I saw some condoms in it. My heart skipped a beat in anticipation of the night ahead. After the babysitter arrived, we went down to the club in the hotel.We got to the bar. The music was good, but it was more bar than a nightclub. We drank some cocktails, and Claire danced next to me.. What was happening to her, how could she be turned on by any of this abuse? Her mind flashed back to Cpl Wright struggling beneath her. Thrills coursed through her. Her soapy hand strayed to her pussy. She was becoming depraved, she was sure. Her thighs gripped her hand. Water coursed down her heavy breasts and off her now rigid nipples. She suddenly thought 'perhaps they're watching' she wouldn't put it past them. She withdrew her hand. No she wouldn't give them the pleasure.Sergeants Dave. She slid her fingers over my hard cock and then grabbed the top of my underpants, slipping them down a little so she could touch my flesh.I moaned a little as I slipped my hand down you her groin and it occured to me that I didn't feel any panties. I pulled her dress up and slipped my hand between her legs, feeling her pubic hair and definitely no panties. I slipped my fingers between her legs and found her pussy to be dripping wet. She moved her hips around, trying to get my fingers to touch. I was then yanked away and he used my panties, that hewas still holding, to wipe his cock clean.Then he pulled me up, so that I was sitting upright on the desk again,skirt up, tits out, knickers off and covered in cum. I could feel itrunning down my face, tits and stomach, gravity drawing it down my body.I must have looked to him just what I actually was, that is a freshlyfucked bit of young pussy!Obviously his little game wasn't finished yet, as staying in character,he pulled me to my feet and.