. could you hear her? She was on the phone to Jack, wasn’t she?” Mel’s back relaxed and she rested once again against the headboard of the bed. ...er eyes fixed on mine and then she looked down at her splayed slit and carefully slipped a second finger inside herself. “Ohhhh...” she moaned.My thigh muscle was twitching as I slowly slid my hand up to my glans, grasping the shaft tightly. Breathing heavily I asked “So were you finger-fucking yourself last night, watching Janey through those. Lacie looked around and saw Bridget out on the patio, watching as the older girl typed something onto a small electronic tablet. Looking behind her, Bridget saw Lacie and smiled, removing her sunglasses. Standing, Bridget slipped back inside, quickly embracing Lacie and releasing her. Lacie looked at the older girl appraisingly. Bridget could have passed for a Wall Street CEO back around the turn of the millennium. She wore a simple white collared blouse and blue pinstriped slacks. Her. Using the evenings alone to catch up on grading papers helped, but that only went so far. It was ten o'clock on Friday night and he was not ready for sleep; not even close.His lips came to me, kissing and touching me. I groaned in a way that could not possibly be mistaken for excitement. Turning toward him, I tried to get him onto his back so I could stroke him off and put an end to this before it started.Instead, he rolled me back, ending up on top of me. I pushed against his chest and said. Namely, the newborn baby nursing on the soft, round breast containing his mother's milk.I couldn't help but feel a sense of wonderment as I looked through the view finder at nature's most amazing gift ... the gift of life. As I told Judy after the shots, I'd been a professional photographer for twenty years; I'd taken thousands of photographs, but never had I taken one as beautiful as that.I asked if she thought her husband would mind if I gave them a framed sixteen-twenty that they could hang;.