How many men would use me? I finally broke free of him and made my way back to my seat; men kissed me while hands probed my nakedness. I was the first in line. He continued to fuck my mouth, milking out every last drop. They held my legs up while another officer entered my aisle. I felt the Pilot pat my back,
“Just stay still for a while and relax.”
He continued to rub my back, to the amusement of the men behind me. After only a minute or two, I felt the man’s cock fucking my pussy, began to jerk inside me,
“Oh, fuck I’m coming,” he moaned. A minute passed, and I could now taste Capt. The salty taste filled my sinuses and was intoxicating. I wore the uniform the Colonel had sent me and agreed to go to the base four days a week and work with the fighter pilots needing my care.
