She had the same size and shape breasts as her mother had only her areolas and nipples were a much lighter shade of pink.Milking the cows seemed a lot...easier to me. We all got wet but that was the best part if you asked me. Breakfast was good and then I needed to take a nap. Virginia laughed at me but did admit that it was a pretty good idea. Bianca asked me I needed to be tucked in so I smiled and nodded my head yes. She smiled and sent Virginia up to change into something dry.Meanwhile Bianca. Sometimes it used to like games than women. Max time I used to spend in practicing or playing. My dad used to restrict me a little but my grandpa and mom never stopped in doing anything. My granny was an old classy anyways for my age and class I was matured enough to behave for 11 years I was tall enough of my age. I was fit and flexible. I was playing for my school kabaddi team and I have gone to interstate kabaddi in 6th standard for years.I was able to handle our 10th class guys on the. I thought I was done when Jeff pointed to the pool of semen that had settled in his belly button. It looked like a vanilla shake there was so much. I leaned forward and slurped it like it was a bowl of cold soup. I leaned back with cum dripping from my chin and my lips covered in my own cum. I looked up at Jeff for his approval and he nodded his head and said, "That's a good girl. Now, why don't you get back to doing what needs to be done so I can give you a second helping?"I said nothing. I. ‘Jesus, Bridget! I’ve been okay with you spending this much of your time with her. I think I have been supportive and done what we agreed to. But you and I are married. I’m sorry that it isn’t fair all the time for her, but there are things that you do with your spouse. You spend your anniversary together. You go to New Year’s parties together.’ Don stopped his angry torrent of words for a moment, and then he said very slowly, ‘And you spend fucking Valentine’s Day with your fucking husband!’.