Also might want to reconsider your attire when you start attending next week," I said trying to keep it light without offending her in some way."Oh? A...d whys that? What's wrong with what I'm wearing?"She was still wearing the almost too short white shorts, blue and white striped blouse that was so form fitting it looked painted on. And still of course, she was bare-breasted, her constantly aroused nipples jutting through the thin material as though they would soon find a way to bore themselves. “Things are good here. You do understand that the conversation we are about to have is JBG classified, strictly between you and me?” I said.“Yes Ma-am,” they replied.“Scramble the feed,” I replied and at the same time motioned to the duty man working the console to begin recording the conversation. The little red light on the corner of the screen came on indicating it was being recorded.With the feed scrambled no one on either end system could monitor the conversation.“What the hell is going on. "When I finished, Tinka was smiling, and Denise the same, even more broadly, "I don't believe that woman!" she said. "She should be Ambassador to the Universe! President of the World!"Tinka explained. "Oh, we went upstairs for my recipes and started talking babies and nursing, all right, you and me. I could see you were over the hill and not likely to remember anything, so I told you our little secret, that I meant to breast-feed Denise's baby, our baby. You asked how, and I took you to my. .?) and straddled my lap and took my penis and put its tip just barely into her. “I’m sorry, Santa, but I don’t have any cookies for you. But I hope you enjoy my milk.” Then with the most wicked little smile she pulled her top down and her full breasts, crowned with dark hard nipples popped out basically into my face! That was all she wrote. I grabbed her boobs and pulled them into my hungry mouth and I began sucking first one and then the other and then both as she lowered herself onto me.