"What about here?"

The officer slid one hand down along the trim edge of Kay's rib cage. The other hand of course stayed right on her breast. Couldn't run the risk of frost bite occurring while he was checking her. What would the Captain say?

"Yes. There and everywhere."

It didn't take long before the testing hand was nestled between Kay's widely spread thighs. The torn tights didn't hamper the officer's fingers a bit as he checked around for more signs of frost bite. "Ooohhh yes! Oh I'm feeling warmer already. You're so cleaver."

Kay twisted her body around so she was leaning back against the cute officer. During this transition, his hand never left the tight confines of her female junction. His two inserted fingers being held firmly in place.

"You're so very… very… cleaver," she said in a husky, sexy voice.

Her lips were on his chin, lightly kissing as they made their way up to his mouth. Her tongue softly parted his lips, then bravely invaded his waiting mouth. Her hands being cuffed didn't prevent Kay's fingers from working his zipper open, or pulling out his cock.

"If just your fingers can make me feel warm, I wonder what this could do?" she asked as she massaged his dick into a full erection. "Well… I don't…"

"Well I do!"

Kay was up, spinning her legs around and sitting back down on his lap. His cock sinking right into her wet pussy before the officer knew what was happening.

The guard next to Leslie looked like he was watching a tennis game. His head kept bouncing from side to side as he looked at what was happening across the way, then over to the dark haired nymph next to him.

Leslie noticed and couldn't help but think, "Don't even think about it scum ball. Just because Kay's always in rut doesn't mean I am. I have self control. I respect myself."