In answer, David holds me securely by the waist, spanking even harder now,resolute and mechanical in his discipline and totally ignoring its effectson... my squirming, gasping form.Whack after whack descends on my poor backside. My body an outstretchedbow across the broadness of his lap, I can distinctly feel ripples ofevery impact in the taut, straining, muscles of shoulders and calves.Still imprisoned in the cockleash my prick yearns to be pumped - if hecloses his knees on me I could wank myself. I could smell the aroma of lust and sex in the air.“Untie me,” I begged.“When we're ready,” Danny replied. The blindfold kept me in the dark. I knew there was a third person in the room and I desperately wanted to see who it was.“He’s ready,” Betty remarked, as she slurped on my stiff cock. “Can I?” the unfamiliar voice whispered softly.“Come on,” Betty responded. Fingers wrapped around my stiff cock and then, once again, I felt the warmth of a mouth encircling my cock. She hummed as she worked. She looked at me with those cute eyes, pleading me. What could I do, of course, I said yes. Mark seemed visually excited, and I could see his hard-on through his pants.We piled back into my car and I drove in silence back to Kasey’s apartment. We got out and went upstairs. Once inside we went into the bedroom and I watched as Mark undressed quickly. I was relieved to see he wasn’t as big or as thick as me in the penis department.I quickly stripped off too and walked over to Kasey and unzipped. They had been recruited for the soft operations, no doubt. The one who had run with me was a very fit red hair girl with beautiful ivory skin. She ran to keep her body in a different kind of shape. The breast enhancement surgery was obvious but it was well done. It was so much a part of her personality, that I wondered if I might be wrong. Then a second look convinced me there was a plastic bags of saline behind those nipples.I went into breakfast with the crew from the Gulfport raid. Colonel.