As he slipped out of the booth he left the door open. About five or six men stood outside looking in at me with cum on my face and dropping from my as.... Before I could say a word three of them entered the booth. One took my head and forced it onto his hard cock gagging me and holding my head all the way down on his cock. The other two men were fingering my wet cum drenched ass and one slid his cock into m my ready and lubed ass. The last guys cum was slippery and allowed the two strangers to. She was crying too, ashamed.'Mom, you deserve this money. You buy us things. You give us lunches. You feed us. What does our real mother do for us? All she has ever done is given us money. So she can give you some money for a change! You deserve it.'Cyndi then butted in, 'Mommy, take the money. I feel real bad when I found out that no one had lunches because you bought the pads. That isn't your place. I know Mr Robson works hard but has such terrible headaches. I don't want to go home and be in. They could adjust to me or not as long as they did their jobs."I'm in command of the Armory," the Major continued, "and Sergeant Major Green is my maintenance supervisor." He nodded to Green, who picked up the story."We were doing our quarterly maintenance on the vehicle," Green said, trying to look me in the eyes, but having a hard time with my face. "It's strictly routine. We had just buttoned her up and were letting her idle to check the seals before we locked her up again. I don't know how. "There is linen in here," the six-year-old said. "Should we make our beds, hang our clothes and put up our personal possessions?" Hmmm. Good question. Back to logic again. You can bet they have a specific way to make the bed and stow everything. If we do it incorrectly, there will probably be demerits, but ... if we waste the next half hour, we might not get the chance later on. Remember what the brochure said about discipline and demerits."Selina had been checking out her desk drawers to see.