" You don't suffer from too much paranoia," the major replied sardonically as he strode off down the passage. James took my hand and started to pull m...e toward the command post. I giggled and followed.We had only gone a couple of steps when the speakers came back to life. "Private Rabb," the voice of Colonel Johanes called out. "I am listening to the chatter; it sounds like a ship has just arrived." Yes," James replied while we continued to make our way to the command post. "Cancun just emerged. She then proceeded to have me take off the towel and she began to wash me in the shower. I just got more horny as she washed between my legs, washed my ass, scrotum, prostate area, etc. After we were done she toweled me off and led me back to the massage room. She asked me to lay on my stomach and then started to massage me. It felt like heaven as she carressed my body. She asked: "You want hard or soft?" I said: "Try it soft" and she started carressing me with her fingers and a feather.A. Doogie changed all that and made it something very valuable. He was a conduit to management and the other departments and he was very good at his job.He would give you the impression he was a carefree playboy, but I knew differently. He had a long-standing lady friend whom he had finally convinced to move to Canada and accept his proposal. Sandra Smith-Pelly was pure London, through and through. She'd been to the best schools and was expected to marry into one of the prominent English families.. I kept this slow out, fast in rhythm going while listening to his whimpering. It was turning me on.“Who is my maid?” I asked while still fucking his ass.“Me.” he said quietly.“What did you say? LOUDER!”“ME.” He almost yelled.This was getting me really wet. I used my right hand to squeeze into the harness and find my wet pussy while I kept the slow out – fast in rhythm going. I started rubbing myself down there and it just felt heavenly.“Tell me you are my maid.” I continued.“I am your maid.” He.