The Sergeant-Major sat on her male concubine Greg's lap, her uniform trousers around her ankles, getting a nice post-coital cuddle. Ensign William Bar...ker wandered by on his way to the drinks replicator."Evening, Sergeant-Major," he nodded politely to the tall blond. He then placed an order for one Singapore Sling and one Shirley Temple."You don't have your concubine serving you?" Butch asked lazily, basking in the afterglow of a righteously good fucking.William nodded at a heavily pregnant. "Because, I don't want to start anything and then ruin it, you know? I'd rather just be friends and have that for the rest of my life than one night and then ... goodbye. You know what I'm saying?" Yeah." I swallowed hard."So, I don't know why you're here, but..." she continued gently, biting her bottom lip and she sounded almost sad, I thought."I don't know either," I whispered, wanting to look away, but the small blonde coed held me tight with her deep blue eyes."I love you, Kylie." Karen. He saw all the way to her nipple. Mark stared at her lovely orb. It was tan at the upper part, turning into white where the bikini covered her. It was topped with a large, thick, pink nipple, and it was all he could do to keep from coming in his swimming suit. Mark's face felt hot as he realized that he hadn't even seen Gail's breasts yet and he just saw her mother's right breast.The rest of the afternoon was uneventful, ending in a grilled hamburger feast provided by Linda. After dinner was. "Yeah, but they get all out of shape if you talk too much in there. How about your place, where do you live?" About a mile away. But I don't think my dad will like that, he's a little paranoid about me and boys." Mary Beth, I ain't your bloody boyfriend; I'm supposed to be tutoring you in physics. Tell your father that if you don't get help, then you're going to flunk out. He'll have to come round. I'd say you could come to my place, but my brothers would be around with their tongues hanging.