Craving the Thick, Hard Rod She Desperately Needs

“N 379,” Miss Thompson quoted, “Production started, two, ah, two twenty three of todays date.”
“You make me sound like a cow or something!” Samantha protested. Miss Thompson was a no nonsense woman, fifty maybe, straight backed, small breasted ex Womens Royal Army Corps, her dark hair tied in a severe bun, and she spoke with an upper class military English accent which perfectly matched her pale English complexion. Vxxx “No, Kate wanted me to get the feel.” Samantha protested. Samantha was already beginning to hallucinate, she couldn’t see straight everything was green, she sucked at the bit trying to stop the ticking as the pressurised puree squirted into her mouth but with every suck she became less able to think straight. Check N 379.”
“Hi,” the woman replied, “I’m Mo, security officer,