”“What about me?” Ensign Munfree asked.“Sleep,” I said. “And I’m serious about that. We can’t have you passing out in the middle of co...bat this time.”“But,” Ensign Munfree said softly.“No, make the calls and then head to your bunk. When we emerge in the system we’ll need your skill on the comm system to kept us connected with Zulu and Ipanema. I know you want to do more, but right now I need you to get rest,” I said.“But,” Ensign Munfree protested again.“No more buts. Make the calls. I’ll be. With my fingers I only played over her pussy because I first wanted to insert my tongue in it. I next went for her pussy and has I sucked it she was in heaven with voices like Oooooooohhhhhh hhhhhhh yeeeessssssss nooooooo plZzzzzzzzzzz nooooooooo leaveeeee me I’m not readyyyyy forrrr itttt. But I just couldn’t stop licking her pussy…She was like mad girl tasting sex the first time. Hearing her moan I asked her to take my penis in her mouth.. She objected.. I knew how to get that bitch to suck. She made me wear the strap-on after I came anyway even though it hurt me more as I didn’t have much of a hard-on to bear the punishing pounding she delivered with even more force than normal. Then afterwards she would perform the “prostate procedure” in the bathroom as described below, with more “mashing” than usual.(At times, she would sit her pussy on my face and tell me to lick and suck. I loved to taste her wet hole, smell that woman funk, suck on her fat labia, feel that sweet little. .and she watched His come spurt high into the air and rain down onto her face and into her waiting mouth. Ahhh...the taste of His come on her tongue! Stressed out as she was (and, she had to admit, aroused as well) by her punishment and the accompanying terror of being discovered handcuffed to the railings outside her apartment in just her bra and panties—and now with His come all over her face—the acrid, salty taste of Him was as familiar and comforting as chicken soup. She knew.