This time I was taking a battalion in fifth regiment called Fighting Demons. I headed towards the line units area and walked into the large regiment h...adquarters. I was wearing a class C uniform and stopped at the regiment duty sergeant’s desk. A senior sergeant looked up and smiled, “what can I do for your sir?”I nodded to the commanders door, “I need to report.”He sat back, “you are not in the proper uniform sir.”I smiled, “he was notified sergeant.”He nodded before touching the intercom,. ‘It’s fine’ she smiled ‘Most guys love them, being a few sizes bigger than most girls’ ‘How… how big are they?’ he asked ‘Not that I want to know, but, you were saying…’ She giggled ‘They’re F cup, it’s fine, most guys just ask me straight away, and their cocks are tiny’ ‘Wow, F?? That’s amazing! Well, I guess I’m flattered… I’m not huge’ he said, glancing at his cock, the tip was soaking a patch on his boxers. ‘Well, you know my size… what are you?’ ‘I-I, urm… I’m not lying, but, I think I’m…. Now, I know your wondering, why would that shock me, but I have never been invited back to anyone’s place before, especially on the first date. So I naturally agreed. We left, picked out a movie that she wanted, picked up her vegetarian’s pizza (remember, she’s a fitness instructor) and went back to her place. Well, so far you can say the date is going well, but just wait, the one thing that you wouldn’t even dream about happening is about to. When we got to her place, she told me to go ahead. My eyes shut as you rub my clit. Ungrasping your arm, my hand strokes your cock through your pants. I squeeze it and stroke the outline of its length and girth… I remember the feel of you in my pussy, and my core throbs and squeezes reflexively on its emptiness. I moan. Daddy whispers, ‘shhh…’ I carefully unzip your jeans since Daddy granted my request that he not wear underwear. Your hard, turgid cock thrusts up through the opening, I take hold of it in my hand, lovingly stroking it with my.