There were probably about a thousand ROTC students at Bragg that summer, in a gigantic, oversized training battalion, and maybe a couple of hundred in... any individual training company. My company was split into smaller groups, each of which had a drill instructor of some sort to teach unarmed combat basics. That was when my ‘low profile’ plan failed. Our drill instructor, Corporal Jones decided to teach us hands on, and he needed a volunteer. He got that volunteer the Army way - he selected. His cock got bigger in my mouthand more precum came out. He made me beg for him to cum on my face andmake me pretty.I had to say it 10 times in my most girly voice while he stroked hiscock right at my face: "Daddy please cum on my face and make me feelpretty. Thank you for my pretty clothes. Please cum on your littlegirls face". After I said it the 10th time daddy told me to open mymouth and get ready for my reward. His first shot of cum hit me on myforehead and rolled down my nose. The. The phone interrupted his thoughts, "Hello, Rick Walker speaking." Rick, please, please don't hang up! It's Janice. I've GOT to talk toyou! It's urgent!" Well, you're talking to me now. What the fuck do YOU want," he said,more than slightly irritated at hearing her voice."Could you meet us at the campus coffee shop at ten, today, please!" "Yeah, I guess. Sure, I'll see you there around noon! I've something elseto do this morning." Rick hung up the phone, and went to shower and puton some more. Jessie suddenly heard the same sound Bjorn had just heard and couldn’t resist the temptation to pull back the top of her sheet and peek out. She had just heard that slow roll of car tyres over gravel and now she could see a car proceeding in under the entrance sign into the Camp Starkers car park. That car was soon followed by another car and then another one and another one until the whole entourage of vehicles were on the property and turning off their engines. That entourage was carrying the.