" Teasing me as he slowly pushes his cock inside and then slowly pulling out. It sends shivers throughout my body. Thrusting his cock inside me, I mo...n loudly with pleasure as his cock hits deep inside, his balls smacking my ass. I moan with pleasure of being filled as he groans. Grabbing onto my thighs he starts pumping in and out so furiously. He thrusts harder and faster as my pussy walls convulse and contract and orgasm after orgasm rushes through. His moans get louder, as loud as. What they saw surprised them both. A corporal hanging by his wrists, still fully clothed, head hanging and looking at the floor. You Fuck the corporal said; you can’t do this to me, my superior officer will have your tits for cup holders when he hears about this. He then realised that instead of being just him, two of the cows he had watched earlier was in the room as well.I’m not going to do anything, said the Dorm Mistress, these two girls are going to get to play. They're trained, of course,. "Okay," I responded.The truth of the matter is that I liked the outfit. I didn't like the gold lettering that was sprawled across my chest, or that the bottom of my butt cheeks was spilling out of the shorts. But all in all, it made me feel sexy."Let's go inside," Fran smiled.After a few hours of training and a few spilled drinks, I began to get the hang of it. Soon, Fran left me alone to cater to a few tables. I only messed up one order, but after that, I got on a roll. The males were easy to. Her face was strong and defined which meant she had a serious case of “resting bitch face” but her dark eyes gave away her thoughts. I was 14 when her father hired me under the table to keep the mechanic shop clean and organized. She was this awkward, snotty girl with a bad Tootsie Pop addiction, wearing a Star Wars graphic T-shirt with badly drawn Sharpie tattoos going up her wrist. There was oil and grease and rusting tools but there were sticky sucker wrappers everywhere. She would come in.