At the grandly named Concubines' Council, the first issue of the day was where to meet. They decided the school gym would be a dandy location: the bui...ding was in the Optio's purview and the location was fairly central in Camp Shackleton.The first meeting was attended physically by each sergeant's straw boss, and virtually through the AI by every sergeant. It made for a full gym."I intend," Samantha boldly announced, "to use all of you who are sergeants' concubines. Keep track of your fellow. What a fag." I didn't really enjoy it, but I couldn't stop myself soon enough, and so my father was under the impression that in some sick way, I enjoyed this routine.My mother began to moan, and in one final shove, pushed her clit into my mouth, bringing her to a rockign orgasm. She collapsed ont he kitchen counter, exhausted, but there was a look in her eyes that told me things weren't quite finished. She stepped out of my view, across the table. Meanwhile my father continued to pound my. But I tried to be as casual as possible and asked him if he was hungry.In the absence of Pallu, I knew I was his wife. He took a shower and came out and I brought him the breakfast, which I and Pallu had prepared. I sat in front of him with a cup of coffee in hand. We spoke about each other’s work. I noticed him staring at my breasts a couple of times.I was not wearing a shawl. I knew my salwar covered only half of my breasts and the upper half was clearly visible. I started feeling as shy as a. I'd look nice with a tan don't you think?"Genevieve momentarily envisioned the young man naked -- on her bed. For a moment she could see his well-muscled body all tan and hard. For a fleeting instant in her minds eye she could see his young manhood rising into a smooth mahogany pole, expanding... glistening... throbbing."... Hey, a pence for your thoughts!" Charles said once again as his pretty sister in-law sat motionless beside him with a far away look on her face.The Queen's face turned even.