Monday morning it was back to life in the real Marines. The morning run was only for five miles but it felt good to Bret, anyway. The instructors were...surprised to see a private first class, but once they read his file there were no problems. Since marksmanship is only ten percent of being a sniper, most of Bret's training was in classrooms. Just as he'd done during Basic, Bret soaked up the training like a sponge. Patience is an important part of being a sniper. You might have to lay in one. The whole town came out and congratulated the newlyweds, but the men were more interested in the genetically modified male dog than they were in Belle. The women and girls stayed away from Belle as none of them wanted to know what it was like being pregnant with puppies. Belle finally made her father a grandfather, as she gave birth to two pups, both males. The puppies had their mother’s eyes but their father’s cock and suckled from Belle’s breasts. King and Belle lived happily ever after or. Phir dhire dhire use bhi thora niche korke anpi puri ijjat nikal diya un tino janbaro ke samne or panty fek diya tino ke pass tino panty bra ki smell lene lagi ar mey bikul nangi ho kar nach rahi thi. Phir mohit ne gana band kiya or muje bola “sali bahut din ka sakh tha tuje aisai nagni kor ke nachana ajj tu to muje khush kar diya. chal aa ke ghutno pe bath ja or hamari bara pant se khud ki hato se nikal.” mey phir aa bathi un tino ka chair ki samne tino ki dickk pant far ke nikal anee laga. Do you want me to?” For a moment I thought about declining. Then a finger trailed over my pussy lip and lit up sparks, robbing me of all conscious thought. “Yes, yes please, Mistress!” I gasped more than spoke the words. The sparks intensified with each touch of her fingers. “Pull up your skirt!” My heart almost stopped. Pull up my skirt and expose my pussy, right here, in the middle of the club? But my fingers were already busy, and a second later the air brushed against my moist labia. I.