I don’t even know how many people I killed. All the missions were against military targets ... munitions dumps, supply routes, surface to air missil...es ... but not all the people were soldiers. Heavy bombs are indiscriminate. I ... I can’t go back up there without hearing their cries.”“You need to fly. Son, you went through some hard times when you came back. You sank to some level of depravity. But you and Bea have proven that you can rebuild. You needed to reclaim your life for the Lord. That temping slit you love so much right down the middle of the skirt. So if I cross my legs you can see the tops of my stockings.Tell me about those.The stockings?Yes, pet.Thigh high. Black. A seam running straight up the backs of my legs.I love that seam.It took me forever to get them lined up exactly.Just for me? Yes, dear.What else are you wearing?High heels. The fuck-me-now black ones. The ones you love.And what else?Nothing.Nothing else? No panties?I thought it would please you, Sir. Mmm.. .. but once you started my treatment, you have to stop taking any other type of cum. Especially from strangers.- But it was so good ... After the sixth or seventh semen ration I can say I finally felt full. And I even started to hick up – you know those little cum burps you tease me for – and the men would cheer.As I stayed there, glued to the phone piece, I couldn’t help noticing Flavius's dick, who had awoken in his briefs and was now demanding attention, pulsing and stretching the white. "It turned out that the bath was equipped with a shower and sunken tub, both large enough to accommodate three people at once as well as two wash basins, a toilet and a bidet. Large fluffy towels appeared when they stepped out of the shower, followed by terry cloth robes. Dried and robed, Megan, took Cameron's hand and led him through a second door. "This is my room when you are gone or have a damsel in residence. It has its own bath should you need or want privacy."Continuing the tour, Megan.