Your dick was harder than it ever has been before."Alright, what now Austin?" Turn around, and place your hands on the top of your car. You don't have...anything on you, right? This is your time to tell me." Uh... nope. No I don't."There wasn't much to frisk, so you start on her shoulders, moving down her back you could tell she definitely didn't have a bra on. You run your hands down her back and to the back of her legs, giving a few pats to her great ass, but not awkwardly squeezing it. This. ” When Cassidy pulls away, he sees the pre-cum still oozing, but a strain of the pre-cum has a streak of white in it. Cassidy realizes how close Lane is. The SgtMaj backs off and pulls out.“Now, Marines, the SgtMaj is going to get some of those cocks. Cassidy, since you opened me up, You’ll fuck me first. On your knees, Lane, and don’t jack yourself. Suck my cock while Cassidy fucks me and you two Marines are going to make one SgtMaj a happy, content Marine.”As the SgtMaj is speaking. .." well that still feels pretty wet, better get that off" "are you serious?" he grabbed her bra strap and tugged lightly " either you do it or I do" she leaned forward and reached behind to unclasp her bra, she let the straps slide down her arms and lifted the cups off her tits "do I need to check the panties " he asked "no" she slowly slid her panties off "there now don't you feel better, now lets warm you up" he reached back over and started groping her tits, massaging them, rubbing. When I wandered into the office later that week, a Thursday, Hattie Forsyth, one of Flick’s handmaidens, was bent over a filing cabinet, a tight black skirt riding up a little over a splendid bottom.“Christ, Hattie, you’re timing is impeccable”“God, you made me jump.” She lurched upright clutching a wad of paper files to her lovely chest. “Honestly, you’re worse than some of the men!”“Flick in?”“Inner sanctum. Coffee is on the side.”I wandered into Flick’s office without knocking. Since I last.