"June 29th"My daughters have just had their final fittings for ball gowns, and look so absolutely sexy. My own gown is to be a strapless, backless sil... creation that can't be ignored by any red-blooded male.Cinderella has been having delusions of grandeur, believing that not only should she be there, but that the invitation to the household of Ashenput actually meant her, as if!!! I mean, okay her surname is Ashenput, and my daughters are Tremaine, but she is just a submissive, um, servant. Once inside and down on his knees Chris pulled the dress up over his head to disrobe. The moon shining on the tent wall behind him created a wonderful view of his cock sticking straight out from his thin body.Chris said all the talk had made him really horny (like any 18 year old boy is ever not?) and how he would love to have another blow job from me. I feigned reluctance for a few seconds before taking his cock in hand. Pausing long enough to say something about his lovely cock turning me gay. I planned on pleasing her for a while-so I took my time. I ran my tongue in a loop inside her and began to work it higher-running slowly and deliberately on her lips-circling, yet not touching her rapidly engorging clit. Her breath came faster than she was going to. I spread her pussy wide and eased my tongue flat against her and ran the length of her body before returning to my ministrations. I began to circle her clit once again, in an ever contracting circle. Each pass brought me closer to. I decided to take a leaf from his book and obtain a cornet myself.In my barrack room was a member of the RAF Halton Military Band. I can't remember his name so I shall refer to him as "Bob". He played the euphonium, was excused boots, was working his ticket, and belonged to the 80th Entry, although none of that necessarily made him a bad person. I asked him if he knew where I could get a cornet, and Bob said to leave it to him. True to his word about a week later he turned up with a beautiful.