Please use the flogger and crop on me. I’m hot already.’ ‘I’ll be right back, sub. I need to begin to warm up Joan.’ I walk over to Joan and... rub her ass. I then start to spank her. I give her twenty smacks on each cheek. I feel her pussy and she’s already soaked. I rub two fingers down her slit and taste them. Her fresh juices don’t taste too bad at all. I do it again and I walk around the table to look her in the eyes. ‘My queen of the sluts is soaked.’ I show her the fingers and then stick. ”“Taking pictures of a bunch of guys working up a good sweat?”“Yeah. And pictures of cheerleaders, too.”“Why cheerleaders?”“I figure both guys and gals work up a sweat. The guys are running all over the field. The cheerleaders are practicing cheers. At the end of practice, they get together for a quick little romantic kiss before heading off to the showers. That’s when you want the anti-stink stuff to work really well.”“Sounds like a nice concept,” Steve said.“I figure this assignment is a. They always did. “Agreed,” Hannah said as she reached forward, undoing his button and slowly sliding his zipper down. Shane stood up so she could pull his pants and boxers down releasing his hard on. Hannah pushed Shane back against the edge of the desk and scooted forward in her chair. She traced a fingertip up one side of his 7” cock and across the head, wiping up the precum and then putting her finger in her mouth, sucking off his juice. She looked up at him as she slid her finger all the. He was scanning the field with binoculars, before turning away to talk to someone, unseen, behind him. 'Perhaps the Captain is right, ' he thought to himself. 'An important aircraft is expected.' They were small fry - a mail run from one small town to another. In the great scheme of the Soviet Union, they were an insignificant cog in a vast machine. If they were to fall out of it, no-one would be aware, or care. He imagined the Anushka still sitting here in a hundred years time, weeds growing.