I have brought the milk, and already his cock is inside the milk filled glass for over half-hour.Nitya: Oh! Good to hear. Now that is enough. I think ...he milk is already got cold, I think. So, you can remove it, and you can drink the same for your ulcer treatment.Reshma: No, Nitya, I can’t drink. How can I?Nitya: Don’t worry, Reshma. That milk is good for your health. If you don’t drink it now, forget about helping Madan. But you have to face a problem with your ulcer. Then no one will help. Morgan, she will be fine. After all, she is our Leftenant."I correct and repeat Jack's admonition, "It's Lieutenant and I was and never will be a lieutenant. Besides I've worked harder than Jack for a living."He grins, salutes and states, "Yes Sir our Leftenant!"Like Jack I'm too damn tired to fight him so I order, "Well if I'm the damn Leftenant then come over here so I can instruct you on use of the alarm system and assign a code to each of you."I instruct them, assign their codes, then. Dad fucked me twice more that night and I then went to his room every night that mom was gone. When the k**s were gone at friends we sneaked a quick or long fuck in bed. Dad would take me to his room and lock the door and he loved to lick my pussy and suck my clit. I learned to suck his cock and make him cum and could swallow every drop of his cum. He loved to finger me like he did mom every chance he got. Mom was gone for six weeks and dad fucked me at least twice every night and any time we. ” Then I asked, “Where do you keep your nightgown?” She looked startled by my question, then pointed at her bureau, whispering, “Bottom drawer.” I went over and pulled one out. It was, unsurprisingly, simple, white, and old-fashioned looking. I laid it out on her bed, then returned to her and took her by the hand, allowing her to step out of her dress before leading her back to the bed and helping her to sit. She looked up at me, now completely bewildered, but I made no explanation before.