I wasn't sure if these events had actually happened or had it all been a dream. As my head cleared so did my thinking and I began remembering everythi...g that had happened. The house was completely quiet which is unusual for a Saturday morning. Jan usually gets up around seven o'clock on Saturdays and by the time I wake up she is either vacuuming floors, doing laundry or has the TV on. The house is never quiet on Saturday mornings.I began to worry. I didn't know what would be waiting for me. As I sit here typing this I am dressed in my usual style of work clothes: a short, tight, satin dress in red with dark silk hose reaching up my legs from 4" stiletto heels. My make-up is done to perfection, and the lingerie under my dress is satin and is simply exquisite. You see, there is a dress code here at Women's World, and all we executive assistants are required to abide by it. We are expected to portray the image of absolute femininity at all times. Rebecca and our relationship are. Lifting away theloose material I revealed her clean-shaven pussy to mysight. It looked to me like it was begging to be fucked,all nice and puffy, with its little pouting lips. Thefabric was damp.The assembled throng of twenty or so Marines around mewhooped and clapped, indicating their approval when theycaught sight of the honey’s exposed cunt.None of us had seen a woman in three month – we were allhorny as hell. The strangeness of the situation ran through my mind – Ithought. The fist like knob end slowly entered her stretching her pussy to its max, then the shaft seemed to slip inside her cum drenched cunt easily, pushing out the first mans spunk in the process, so that it made little rivers down the in side of her thighs.Lucy had let Sadie stop licking her whilst she concentrated on reversing her body onto the large shaft. This was the first act of kindness she had shown tonight and when the cock had finally gone all the way in to the hilt, every body just stopped.