"She's got a date," Mike answered absently. He was in the middle of agame."Does she always dress like that?" She's going to a dinner theater. My paren...s had some tickets but my dadhad to go out of town."Jamie wondered what a dinner theater was but didn't ask. He always felt abit unsophisticated around Mike and his family. But if everyone dressedlike that at dinner theaters, he certainly wanted to go to one."Crap," exclaimed Mike as his character shriveled and died."Have you seen Todd lately?". I was starting to feel that even though her body was involved (and it's a great body), maybe her head and her heart weren't always involved. Before we were married, she had been an insatiable little squirt bunny. I was totally clueless about what could be wrong. In all honesty, my brain tends to focus about midway between my navel and my knees, so I hadn't been giving the problem as much consideration as it probably deserved.Tonight, though, she was back to her old self. She had invited me into. I stepped into the feet and began to drawthe suit up my hairless, smooth body. When I got to my crotch Idiscovered that part of it was open and my private parts stuck outuncovered. The suit also left my rear cheeks open and uncovered. Itthen went up my chest where my arms went into coverings that reached allthe way to my fingers. Two openings over my nipples left them peekingthrough.One of the dommes fastened up the rear of the suit. It was just a longVelcro fastener but it went from waist. I need milk to live. Give me milk so I can live to love you."YES! Linda and I tasted a sweet drop. I pulled two sweet clits into phantom wet mouths and licked gently. Elisa squirmed, came gently and squirted milk into Linda's mouth. Linda came, sucked a bit harder and squeaked out her love while kneading Elisa's breast.Back and forth between Elisa's breasts she went. Each side gave several drops of sweet milk; with each squirt, both came gently, flooding us all with the warm love of a release.