." Her mom was going to tell Clair about what had happened. Was she going to see her lovely therapist ever again? For the rest of the afternoon Ashley...was just lying on her bed, crying or masturbating.When she was called downstairs for dinner, her parents told her that they were going to take her to a certain institute tomorrow. She got scared, but her mom explained that it was going to be only a short session, and that they were going to try a completely new approach to her behavior.. They had swelled a bit since her pregnancy, and I could see the signs of moisture on her nipples. I felt myself harden, knowing that milk would soon start flowing from her ample bosom.I groaned as I saw the swell of her normally toned belly and she smirked at my response. She was nude a few minutes later and came to me. She kissed me passionately then laid beside me. Taking my cock in her hand, she lazily stroked it as the next of my ladies began her strip tease. One by one they revealed their. "I can sympathize with why you did it, but I wish you had come up with a better way."Art's pacing had slowed, and he was much calmer. He had resigned himself to the fact that his friends had screwed up, but he wasn't going to allow that to destroy their friendship. Suddenly he stopped, as if someone had hit him in the face with a board. "What department did you say this lady worked in?"Al was a little taken aback by the question, but answered immediately. "She was in the dihedron manufacturing. . what's your name," she asked. She put her hands on her hips as she looked at me. She was probably about sixteen, maybe seventeen. She had a very expressive face, bold but feminine, with a certain intelligent sarcasm playing upon her features. She wore a little lipstick and some fairly heavy black eyeliner, but she let her freckles live on her cheeks, where they, well, worked. She wore a black top with long tight sleeves over a torso that was definitely not thin, but was instead, in a.