"Oh? Who modified it?" I asked as I carried her stuff to her front porch."It was done for my Uncle Franklin Rhodes, Pastor Emeritus of the GateCity Ba...tist Church. They gave it to him when he retired and he gave itto me when he told me to move out," she sighed as she unlocked the door.'For some reason, I feel safe with him. It's as if I am meeting my PrinceCharming.'she thought."Why did he do that?" I went on a Mission Trip where I was operated on and became who yousee," she smiled as she led. It was white and full against the darkness of her tan, its nipple perfectly erect, probably enticed by the coolness of the night air. I glanced at Cee. She was still staring at her step-sister’s breast. Not lasciviously. It was an unexpected sight, after all. Then she looked away.“It looks lonely, don’t you think?” I asked.“What do you mean?”“Her breast – I think it’s missing its friend.” I stood up, suddenly quite turned-on by the idea of exposing my wife’s breasts. Don’t ask me why – perhaps. I gently kiss her on the lips again before slowly moving down her body. I take a moment, like she had, to suck Deb’s nipples. Moving on, I finally reach Deb’s pussy, a sweet smell emanating from it, I look up at Deb before gently sticking out my tongue and tracing her pussy lips. I gently stick it in and move it slowly all around Deb’s pussy, delighting in her taste. Deb’s moans match mine, and I can tell she’s enjoying my tongue. I start to go faster as my confidence builds, eliciting more and. ?Would you seriously do that??He looked at her face and she was beaming ear to ear. He realised thatno one could fake enthusiasm like that. He knew that she wantedchildren, but her devotion to her patients was always her priority.?It would certainly be a bonus, wouldn?t it??By the end of that week his sperm count had risen and they chose to havesome frozen. That would leave all options open, but in truth they hadalready decided what he was going to do.Three months later Catherine Vincent,.