He chuckles, adjusting himself and sipping at the punch. Back off or go for it. “Come back to me, babe.” Hearing his words I try to respond, my mind telling me that I’m saying that I’m OK, for him not to worry, but what I actually say is complete gibberish. Some time later, a couple of hours maybe, I’m forced awake by the incessant buzzing of the intercom. He collapses on top of me and I wrap my arms and legs around him, holding him tight and kissing his neck. I pull my mouth off him long enough to say “just having some breakfast.” before engulfing the head, sucking hard and teasing it with my tongue. Oh yeah, 90 percent of the buttons on his shirt are all over the floor of my room along with both his clothes and mine. One had us preparing for marriage, another that I was in the family way, I think my favourite was that we’d had a foursome with two of the other guards, both of them male and they had used every hole of my body in turn. “So, we could just spend all day in bed…” I’m saying as the duty guard walks in making me blush profusely. “Now get your knickers on, you’ve got a meeting in 5 minutes.”
Today’s meeting is to
