It read:"Dear Diane, You will make coffee and then bring it to my bedroom along with orange juice and toast at 8:30 am. You will knock, and announce ...yourself, asking permission to enter. For now, this is MY bedroom. I have a guest and you will address him as Master and myself as Mistress. I am the Mistress of the house and you are my servant. My personal ladies maid. And that is how you will behave today. You will be inspected and expected to appear totally female, as a maid should be. I . Maggie screamed as she felt my erection open her fully. Without losing contact with Rebecca's pussy, she slammed her bottom back at me, as she rode towards orgasm.It was colossal. Maggie's screams of joy, directly onto Rebecca's hypersensitive clit, triggered Rebecca to her own mountaintop moment. Because of the combined orgasmic thunder of the two girls, Colleen and I pressed our hands over our ears, even as I relentlessly continued to pound into Maggie.Finally sated, Rebecca pulled Maggie up. Finally, they had passed the leading unit and reached the finish line where they waited. Soon the first units came by. It was apparent that not all the men had finished. Unit by unit, there were gaps in the ranks where soldiers had fallen out.They went over to the mess hall for breakfast. Again, she was cheered when she came out of the serving area into the mess hall itself. The men had all seen the senior officers pass them on the trail. That morning there were over 100 requests for transfer,. “You hard, too, Uncle Ashwin?” Gunjan purred. She stood in the center of the living room, both men giving her their undivided attention. “Hard as a rock, honey,” he said. “You can check anytime you want.” “I will,” she giggled. “Soon.” Gunjan swooned. Today was going to be the best Day of her life. She parted her robe, giving the two horny men a peek at what was underneath. Her heart was pounding and her pussy was on fire. Atharva gulped back the lump in his throat, his eyes fixed on his.