“Have you had much experience with petards, Fred?”“I were a quarryman before taking the King’s Shilling, Colonel. I know what I’m about arou...d gunpowder.”We retraced our way down to the bric-a-brac room, where Fred Truman scouted about until finding a tin of the right dimensions for building a makeshift petard. I handed him my pistol, and unfastened my sword belt.“I shall try to gain access while you manufacture your infernal device, Fred. The percussion cap will make a good detonator, but I. When I got back to the girls on the beach, they stood there and said nothing. That is when I called them both out on a thought that came to me, that was to walk up though the park to Nicholson Pde naked, then put our bikini's back on and walk home from there. That was when Kathy said "well off you go" So I picked my gear up and walked off, about halfway to the road I checked to see what they were doing, they both started to follow me and they were both naked as well.On arriving at the road I. I was getting horny again and so smiled back at him and gave him a thumbs up and put my hand behind the wife's head and gently pushed, She complied and put her head down there and started sucking me off. The guy just smiled some more and took out his cock and started to stroke it looking at us. Well this wasn't so bad I thought and closed my eyes to enjoy the pleasure of my blow job. I don't know how long after but suddenly my wife stopped. I hadn't cum and it was not like her to stop part way. “Milk her?” Kiwi was shocked.“Yes, three times a day, I am milked, Sir. It keeps me from acting perverted and disgusting like a little creeper,” Jenny spoke up. She had been waiting off to the side quietly. I used to call Jenny a “creeper” before my training started for sniffing my panties and peeping on me when I changed.“How do they milk you? Your tits?” Kiwi was shocked because Jenny was flat as a pancake. That was to be expected because she was a boy, but Kiwi obviously hadn’t noticed.