He and I had shared a shower as we dressed for dinner. As usual when we did that, he'd treated me to an aperitif of warm sperm. To me, that slight smi...e indicated that he had no objection to my spending some time in bed with John, in the empty cabin that Hanspeter had commandeered.But I couldn't be too forward in the presence of other passengers at the table, so I had to wait for after dinner, when John bought me a liqueur and made his move. Still, I had to play hard to get, if for no other. Your tittie feels so nice on my cheek; I wish mine would hurry up and grow. They're so tiny. Feel how small they are." What, you want me to touch you there? Isn't that a bit naughty?" It's OK, no-one can see you, and I won't tell anyone."I ran the tips of my fingers over her clothes and lightly squeezed her budding right breast. Babs was actually somewhere around a B cup but I pretended it was just beginning to swell a little. "Mmmm that feels so good when you touch me there," she whispered.. .. !”Then I noticed Branch stiffened up suddenly, ears twitched, looking down past us to the far end of the stanchions beyond. The farmer’s wife had arrived in the parlor and was standing there looking in a bit of amazement, not at the nymphs who she was used to seeing but rather me, soapy slimed all over with snotty hanging globs, funny looking red marks, gobs of Bag Balm everywhere and oh so aroused penis surging in the milking machine and stretching the supply lines.The rubber hoses attached. Me and some fine whiskey she said. Give me ten minutes to change i said. She agreed and we parted our ways. 15 minutes later, I knocked on her door. She said to come in. She was in the bathroom and asked me to go get some ice from the ice machine. I noticed a nightgown on her bed, but i went and got the ice. When i returned, i noticed the night gown was gone. She was still in the bathroom and the door was open. She was lifting her leg over the sink and washing her pussy! I started to.