I couldn't help but think of my mom and sister hugging me. I didn't realize it at the time, but it seemed like my sister's nipples had been pressing i...to my chest as she hugged me. Could have been my imagination, who knows? To my horror, I felt a stirring in my crotch and looked down to see my cock had been hardening due to thoughts of my sister. I didn't know what to think of it, if I was a sick person or what. I was just a guy, and guys get horny with this stuff? I guess. I thought about it. " I could hear Tim mutter "Oh Shit".A moment later Tom/Tommie had her long arms wrapped around me and was crying her heart out. I asked her if she knew who I was, and she stammered out "no". I asked if she remembered the Sergeant that used to run the best wargames in Korea. She yanked herself upright, looked at my nametag, stared me in the face, and said "Sam?" I smiled. She grabbed me again and still crying, tried to apologize for her behavior and for embarrassing me. I finally told her to. I'm pretty vocal about my needs to get me to orgasm. I'm also likely to be a bit loud if I knew no one who counted was near. But once orgasm grabs me, especially powerful ones like now, it's all I can do to draw a breath between my muscles clenching and my lovers fucking my pussy hard enough to push what breath I had from my lungs. Jason tells me I kind'a make barking sounds when I come hard, which he finds hilarious. Well, I'm not all that into listening to what I sound like when I'm in the. They painted each of us with a "undercoat", then adder differentcolors of brushed-on and sprayed on paints to look like short skirtedwedding dresses, a tuxedo, a bikini and many other skimpy costumes.Several of us pony girls even had our chest harness painted on withbrushes! Even Ann was body painted, but with a bustier to simulateleather with dominant accessories...all painted on! Now Susan's team hadsketched up some fantastic and erotic designs. And each artist selectedthe ones that best fit.