Millie sat close to me so I put my arm around her shoulder. She turned her face and kissed me. The smile told me how happy she was.The concert was exc...llent with a good repertoire of traditional British marches and some Souza marches as well. As they played they marched and counter-marched never missing a beat or a step. The finale was Sunset, the brisk tap of the drums, traditionally calling the Skirmishers to break off and return to camp. Then the clear notes of the trumpets and bugles. Not me, though. I knew she'd had a boyfriend the whole previous year, though they'd recently broken up."Did I seem gay to you tonight?" I asked Lena."Uh, definitely not." She grinned. "No way could a gay guy be that good at eating pussy.”Val giggled from her bed. "Niiiice."Lena ventured, "So, Valerie ..." saying each syllable of the name slowly, "as you can tell, Joe and I have satisfied each other tonight. How are you doing?"Val didn't answer. I suspected she was blushing at this awkward. .apne haath steering se hataa lo” maine haath steering se uthaa kar bhabhi ki boobs par rakh diye..aur wah…mazaa aa gayaa..bhabhi ne j bra pehnee thi.. issliye aaj bhabhi ke boobs bade soft aur masal-able lag rahe thhe..maine manishabhabhi ke boobs ko dheere-dheere dabaana shuru kar diya..Bhabhi ki silk ki kamiz mein unke boobs ko dabaane mein bada mazaa aa raha ..bhabhi ne apni tangein(legs) wide karli aur ab unki bur mere laude par thi…maine apna ek haath bhabhi ki kamiz mein daala aur bhabhi. ? No it wasn’t, she’d let me eat, then punish me for misbehaving; I shook my head.?Alright then,? she spoke briskly.She went over to the wall where a hose lay, dribbling water, she picked it up. ?Can’t take you into the house like that.? She pointed the hose at me, taking a few steps closer, ?get ready,? she warned. I braced myself as a gentle spray of ice cold water jetted from the hose, soaking me. I shivered and washed myself as she soaked me down, getting all the little bits of ‘dirt’ off.