I didn't know what else to do. Jim Bronson is in the kitchen."The tall, black haired general looked at JJ with those ice cold blue eyes for a moment. ..."I know he is here major. I wanted to talk to him and I have a couple of questions for you," General Branch said in a cold, hard voice."The best defense is a good offense," Jim said in JJ's mind."Good idea," JJ responded to Jim."Well I have a bunch of questions for you General," JJ flared but still in a hushed voice. "You ordered me to keep an eye. Welcoming. Like I was about to fix something that had been broken for far too long.No one spoke. Whatever was on my face, it convinced everyone to let me have this moment. I stood and handed the box to Tricia who was smiling at me. She held it for me as I picked up one. “Collie,” I said softly.She rose and came to me, gathering her hair away from her neck. I held her collar in both hands and slipped it around her throat again, clicking it shut and pulling the key from the lock. Her smile became. It was bigger than I thought; I could feel my cunt walls stretching to accommodate it. But I was so wet that it went in pretty easily.Sandra started out with a slow and steady rhythm, her hips moving back and forth as she fucked my pussy. After a few encouraging moans from me, she started to get into it and picked up the pace, pumping it in and out of me. As I started to reach what was going to be another earth-shattering orgasm, she started teasing me with it, pulling the strap-on almost all. “Well, more to the point, do you?”“Oh yes, you look lovely. I don’t know how to ask diplomatically. Are you a virgin?”“You could have asked how many boys I’d slept with?”“Maybe you prefer girls, or maybe it’s loads and you’d think I was suggesting you were easy. Or...” he tailed off. She hadn’t answered, would he, should he ask again? He didn’t want to hurt her; “Actually,” he explained “I only ask because, if you are, you don’t have to ... you know. I don’t want to take a girl for the first.