He was still breaking her down, most likely giving her a small bit of praise for some little thing, then finding something she did wrong or incorrect,...then disciplining her for it. The praise was probably getting less and less and the discipline more and more severe, but she was already clinging to the praise and in her need for it, allowing him to do more and more to her. He had her convinced already that anything bad was just for her own good. She was heartbroken that Angela was going to have. I had found a seat, and Lora stood unknowingly before me, rocking to the motion of the train. Leaning forward I found that I could actually place my face against the woollen fabric of her skirt. It was a weakness on my part, I agree, but I had no control over my feelings for her.My hand touched the inside of one calf, the silky nylon and the warm smooth skin beneath intoxicating. I felt the muscle beneath my grasping hand clench and Lora attempted to step away.It was an impossibility though.. “We meet up with Jimmy and Billy when their ship is alongside. They’re both in HMS Leander and she usually escorts us; so you know, most of the time we’re in port at the same time.”“Mary’s in Blake so we don’t see her much.”“So you’re still all together then?” Mike asked.“Well yeah, but did you know that Spike’s on board?” Polly went on.“And worse. He’s in the Bosuns Party and guess who is I/C of the Bosuns Party?”Mike blanched.“Yeah, Petty Officer Knocker White,” Polly flicked his butt into. Hearing no protests from her lips (just the sloppy sucking and slurping as she sucked my prick), I decided to push ahead. I thrust my tongue past the tight ring of her anus, pressing deep inside the tightness of her bottom. While I tongue-fucked her pretty little rosebud, my hands were kneading her round ass, spreading her cheeks so I could bury my tongue even deeper in her behind.I may not have known it at the time, but I had just discovered my new passion. The taste was surprisingly.