The Regiment had learned of his return. Obviously, they had kept tabs on him through the SIS and they had a good idea of the work he'd done in South a...nd Central America. They wanted him badly.Hostage rescue in a military context was something of a white spot in the training of British troops. Domestically, such things were handled by specialised Police teams. Colonel Edwards offered him a return to the regiment with a major's rank and pay. In return he was to built up and train a military. “Have at seat boss.” She pointed to her chair.I took a seat in her chair, as she crawled to me. Sliding her hand from my knee to my cock, and rubbing it. Pulling my zipper down, and rubbing my cock a little, to tease me even more. I pushed my pants down, taking her by her hair.“Mmm,” she purred. Licking the head of my cock. Susan wrapped her fingers around the base of my shaft and kissing the head. Her other hand tickled my balls, causing my hips to launch up, shoving my cock into her open,. Ann: "Ahmm... Oooo..."Bonko: "I can see those nipples getting erect, your really enjoying this, aren't ya slut?"Ann: "Mmmhmm..."Bonko: "Well I think your gonna really enjoy THIS."Bonko took off his pants and shirt, leaving him in only some dirty, greazy, smelly boxers, with a big bulge in the middle. Ann gasped, looking at it with scared eyes.Ann: "N-no please don't... I'm still a virgin."Bonko: "Too bad, now help get Bonko's "big balloon" out of his boxers."Ann: "Noo!"Saying this, she. This turned me on even more.He pulled me to my feet for another kiss and reached for my cock . He knew he had a bottom when he undid my pants to reveal my panties and pantyhose . He pulled them to my ankles and started to suck my cock . He was like a vacuum no one till this day has ever sucked me that hard. He moved his hands to my ass and with his fingers began to rub my asshole , I moaned and pushed back against his fingers as he slid one into me . This was all I needed I was soon begging him.