“Shit, no wonder she needed to borrow a pair of my panties! She must have gushed buckets when she came!” I was aware that my sister was still inha...ing deeply, either trying to remember the scent, or getting turned on by it. “Smells kinda sexy though, doesn’t it?” I had to admit that she was right. By now, the hard-on I’d brought in with me was really beginning to throb, and I hoped that Joanne would help me do something about it. But instead of joining me, she turned and called her friend,. ”“More than one, my pretty slave.” He tilted her head back and hissed her.It hurt to see how quickly Riley and Reese were bonding. Jill understood, of course. Reese was an outsider to her, a sympathetic ear who withheld judgment and revealed some truths about the adult world that parents couldn’t easily share. She worked mechanically on the vegetables while she stared at her daughter and sister through the window, watched them joke and giggle on the porch swing, watched Reese lean close and. The soft loosely woven material felt wonderful on her nipples and she sighed as the flutters in her stomach began to be more like a flag waving in a stiff wind."I don't think..." she started and then she felt the tingling pain that meant her milk was letting down. There had been enough stimulation to her nipples that nature had taken over. "Oh NO!" she yipped.Kirt took the towel away and watched as fat milky white drops appeared in several places on both nipples. They grew larger and larger. She kickedoff her heels.He could see the slight bulge of her "clit" in her panties. He felthimself harden. This was his "ideal" woman. This was what he loved,femininity.He had always craved soft, pretty feminine women. They were hard to findin the 2020's. Kirsty seem to revel in her femininity. He wanted a womanwho loved being soft and pretty. Someone who needed to be dominated andwanted to be taken care of.The fact that she had an "extra bit" did not bother him. He had had a fewflings with.