Leaving him to recover on the bed, I threw on a dressing gown and made my way to the bathroom. I was oozing again; I needed a sponge down.With all thi...s exercise, surely I was losing some weight. I stepped on to the scales and dared to look. Brilliant, I'd lost eight pounds. I was delighted. The trouble with weight gain and loss though, is that the last place the fat goes to is my tits, but it's also the first place it comes off. I checked my figure in the mirror, not bad at all. Bum still a bit. Then I felt my butthole throb and something wet ooze out. I felt the bra around my chest, the garter-belt on my waist and the stockings on my legs. And I felt a hand on my head. “Wake-up baby,” I heard Sam’s soft voice saying, as my butthole throbbed again and more goo seeped out. “You got to get cleaned up before the parents get home.” I opened my eyes and saw that Sam was looking at me with a tender expression. I tried to smile at him, but even that hurt. “Come on baby,” he said,. “An erection is normal and it shows good healthy reaction to the prostate stimulation process. We’ll do a little longer then it’ll be over.”He withdrew the probe again, then in again. I think he was now using two different probes and said so. “Yes, alternating probes helps to judge reaction.” My erection was really hard and pulsing now. And he was very close behind me, telling me he needed to feel my neck pulse as he probed, his hand went to my shoulder and he stepped close behind,. It wasn’t that near to Cuba, but it wasn’t too close to the main base either.She drove into a load of scrubby bushes, that there were plenty of, and they were as high as the humvee, so with it being dull green army colour hopefully it wouldn’t be spotted. The monster car just bent the bushes to go over them, so they’d be springing back up behind them. She went in a few metres then quickly turned out the lights and switched off the noisy engine. Silence, nearly. No lights were chasing after.