Anytime we woke up, she wanted to screw again until I gave her another slimy load. I had to fight her into the shower, dress her, and ready to get bre...akfast. Once we finished breakfast, she took me to where she handed me off to an admin to in-process me, whatever that meant.I didn’t even know what my orders were or any of the stuff she told me I needed.“Sorry, Sargent Fisher, Airman Smith’s paperwork and the rest of his belongings are already at his correct duty station. We have the wrong. .and Cassim entered. His muscular, dusky body seemed to glisten with oil. He grinned aimiably at Hans and then inclined his head towards Quentin. But his eyes were on the kneeling figure of Simone. “Was there something, Boss?” he asked. “I think you might say that,” smiled Quentin. “This slave ...” he pointed at Simone ...” has just been fucked by Hans but she still doesn’t seem satisfied.” “Hot for more cock, is she?” “I think you might say that ... yes ...” A little moan escaped Simone’s. "There is one other place that you should know intimately," she said. He raised an eyebrow; some of their jokes had risen to a sexual nature, so she blushed at the implication. "The stockroom." She smiled as his eyebrow fell, but the joke did not go unshared. "Down here," she said as she bent down, "are where all the large cans go." She looked up at him from her kneeling position, and swallowed hard. Pressed close together between the metal shelving, and from her vantage point, she could. It was a really strange conversation. Jake then handed me a page he had printed from the Internet for a penis extender. The device attached over penis up-to four inches long and adding both girth and length. He explained that I could order it and let Michelle experience a bigger penis, letting her get over her curiosity.As I held the printout in my hand I just couldn't believe what I was hearing. Really? I finally told Jake I didn't believe him and then he told me to check Michelle's email from.