She walked out and I waited impatiently, mesmerised by her giant breasts.She came back and said 'Oh, you're still dressed?' I giggled nervously and st...od to undress. I removed my jumper and jeans then bent down to remove my socks. 'And those too,' she said, pointing to my boxers. I pulled them down and stood in front of her, semi-hard. She reached for my cock and started to lightly stroke it. I looked down at her breasts and reached behind her to caress her plump arse. I lay down on the bed at. Now, nothing. Have to think about this.Put on a happy face. Stood through the speeches by the pols and stars, handed out the awards and decorations, received a few, dismissed the troops. Shook a few hands, gave a few hugs and that was that. No-one from the rear detachment had seen or heard from my family in over a month. Strange.Got a room in the VOQ for the night, being an O-5 has some benefits. Set up an appointment with the post PAC’s deputy commander, a GS-13 I have known since I was a 2LT,. A pair of runners still with the laces done up were scattered ten feet from the scene. A small cotton beige summer dress with spaghetti straps was laid out on a large rock. The girls small lacy panties still hung off her left leg.The men picked the poor girl up and kept her face down. It was if she was flying Myra thought. A man on each side held each arm stretched out to her side. The guy in front held her up by her long hair. Still fucking her face down her throat. The rear man was. This time when I let her up, she was calmer. She sensed we wished her no harm.With her wrists still being held behind her Fay forced her off the sofa to kneel on the floor and then joined her, kneeling behind her, and keeping her in place. I prolonged her agony by continually forcing her head down and holding it in place. To give her her due she tried really hard to stay quiet but eventually the need to breathe always came back. As she was now willing to suffer the treatment it left one hand.