I was cornered, so could not escape and got all wet. He was laughing, and so was I. There was no colored water left now, so I tried to grab some gulal... again from the shelf. But he was now alert and before I could get any, he grabbed my arm and then turned me around and started applying gulal on my already wet face and hair and arms. I was feeling helpless in his strong arms and feeling very aroused – so after some initial struggle, I let him have his way. I also felt that he was also getting. My best friend, John and I hadn’t seen each other for about 3 years. Our last time together involved very quickly dressing and running for his Dad’s car so we could go to the cinema. Both of us could still feel the full ball-loads of cum we had shot into each other’s arses following a desperate quickie. When John had text me to say he and his girlfriend had broken-up, I suggested he came round and we had a bit of fun. My short friend beamed wide as I opened the door to him. He had put on a bit. “Listen up,” I snapped, “I have the deepest respect for our men in uniform - I was a military man once myself! But, the basis for my devotion was predicated on my familial values which are now seriously threatened. Look at the 'enemy;' mindless nymphomaniacs compelled to screw anything with a cock. Geez, I can't even imagine the conflicts they must be experiencing, torn between their mindless sexual drive and the values they've known all their lives. They can't continue this way;. Diane left the room leaving Jane to dress Robert in the dressthat lay on the bed, but instead of being tugged and forced into thedress, Jane sat on the bed and held Robert's hand. " I'm sorry Robert, " Jane quietly told the boy, ".. but Ithink your Aunt has gone insane. She is now insisting that I wear thisridiculous uniform and I have to curtsy and say "Yes ma'am" and "Noma'am" or I will be sacked, and sniff'? you are to become sniff? Jessica and.." Jane started to cry.Robert held her.