They were the last of my children that I would suckle.Besides, I always felt a little self-conscious about breast-feeding mysons. I supposed it was th... twisting of the father-son thing. It was hardto think that those dear little babies who drank my milk would perhapsone day be my strapping sons. How would Henry or Phillip react when theywere older and began to realise that their soft curvy affectionate daddywould become an embarrassment to them at school. I was saddened whenHenry and Phillip. Any comments so far?"Everyone seemed cowed by Micheal's little speech. After all he was a senior and he had been prominent in all the reviews for the last three years. He did like pointing that out to everyone. Finally, Bette, a newcomer to the school, spoke up reluctantly. "I felt the same way initially. But the more I sang the song as he wanted it to be, the better it sounded to me. Now, I just can't imagine it any other way." That's the problem," Micheal said. " He's trying to browbeat us. "They laughed and Beth got up and hugged me again and dragged me to the couch, she sat on one side of me and Sandi on the other.Beth said that I should be able to figure out what was going on, they wanted me to act as if both were my wives until Sunday morning. Then the window of opportunity for her to conceive would be past and I would have to remember that Sandi was my wife.Sandi added that since I had screwed up the night before because Beth just was not Sandi from now on they were going to. I'm just going to knock at the door for a bit until you're ready to let me in. We have all night." He would press in for a bit with a little pressure then pull back. Every few thrusts he would rub the tip around my loosening ring, lubricating me with his precum.Normally, I would worry about being prepared but because of my heightened arousal - and the fact that Alex had fucked me the day before with his much wider but shorter cock - it didn't take long for the head of Justin's cock to slip into.