Sgt. Holly Kiss has called you into her office for a dressing down, as she has heard reports that you’ve been caught publicly masturbating in the mess. As a punishment, she insists you drop your trousers so she can inspect your dick. Impressed by it’s size, she strips off her uniform and frigs herself off while encouraging you to masturbate over her stockings and calf-length, stiletto heeled boots.
‘You’ve got a thing about masturbation; doing a lot of it and areas you shouldn’t be doing it in!’ Holly addresses you, her voice strict and commanding as she sits on the edge of her desk. ‘However, I’m more interested in your weapon, because I hear you’re quite endowed,’ she says, lowering the tone of her voice to one of interest.
‘I like a man with balls and by the sound of it you have some rather large ones. So, how about you slowly drop you trousers, and I can have a nice look at this heavy weapon of yours. I’m rather excited to see it,’ she says and instructs you to drop your trousers and show her your fabled weapon.
‘Oh, yes, that’s impressive!’ Holly looks pleased, sitting on the desk top with one leg crossed over the other. ‘How about a bit of encouragement? Do you like fully fashioned nylons?’ she asks inquisitively, slowly pulling back the edge of her skirt, saying, ‘Ah, yes I thought you might.’ She smiles with satisfaction, her hand stroking her suspender clad thighs and the tops of her tan nylon stockings.
‘It’s rather important I get you standing to attention, so why don’t you stroke your weapon for me?’ She suggests and takes off her jacket, revealing the points of her bra thrusting under the tight material of her crisp white shirt. ‘You’ll notice I’ve got a nice bullet bra on,’ she remarks, stripping off the shirt and sliding the straps of her bra down her arms, she releases the catch and holds the loosened cups over her chest, before stripping the bra away and fully exposing her gorgeous, full-round boobs.
‘I have to say you’re making me quite horny watching you play with yourself.’ Holly stands and leans over the desk, pulling up the back of her skirt and caressing the cheeks of her arse in their sheer nylon panties. ‘Oh, yes! Keep stroking your cock for me!’ She encourages, pulling down her skirt and swaying her arse provocatively, causing her suspenders to stretch down her thighs and tug on her stockings tops. ‘That’s it, all the way from the helmet down the shaft, that’s better. I bet you’d love to plunge your weapon into me, right now?’