My devious, voyeuristic mind started to formulate a cunning plan. Grabbing my tablet I announced I was going upstairs to read my book and that they co...ld have the privacy of the room to themselves. Soon I was laying down on the marital bed and with shaking hands; synchronised the two devices and started to watch as they swam into view with a clarity that only a horny voyeur could appreciate!Shortly, they started to take the clothes from the bags and sort them into piles; bras, panties, skirts. I hate to do it, but it will be expected of me. I don't know if I told you, but I am still in the service of France for another five years. I was discharged, but there is a clause in the enlistment papers that lets them call on me in times of emergency and I would have to go back on active duty. I don't expect it to ever happen, but I think you need to know this for your own peace of mind. I know you lost Jerry to war, but I don't think I will be called back because I have already served and. She pushed him back and starred at his face taking heavy breaths. Gaurav realised be made a mistake and quickly apologised. Rekha, “Do hell with sorry!” She now grabbed his hair and kissed his lips tightly. Gaurav was lost unto a different world and he opened his mouth, she started stroking her tongue into his mouth and sucking his lower lips. He responded evenly to this act and soon the kiss turned to a long smooch with noise of lipd smacking with each other and soft moans.He started stripping. It was several weeks before I became anything like as good as the others at dressage, but I was fast, a naturally good runner. The races were usually twice round the field track, about half a mile in total, which suited me. Winning at either event was always rewarded with a rosette, which we prized, even though it was attached to our nipples, behind the rings, with a safety pin. When I won my first rosette, in a race, I am sure if I could have spoken, I would have been insufferable for weeks..