" She commanded, her tone of voice that of an owner to her cherished pet. "Use your tongue nice and slow on me."Eager to please, her aroma filling my ...ose as she began to slide her wet cunt over my face, I pressed my tongue between her pink edged folds, lifting my hands so that I could grasp her hips, the tips of my fingers pressing firmly in as she rode me. I couldn’t see, not that I needed to. Soon, Cindy was straddling my waist, and from the sound of things, was playing with Kay’s. ”I cocked a confused eyebrow. I didn’t know there was a market for breast milk. I wasn’t really in a position to judge, though.She snickered, “Don’t worry, there will be plenty for you when you get back. But you WILL have to learn to share.” She leaned forward, gently bit my ear, and then whispered, “I’m pregnant…”She leaned back to see the look on my face. I couldn’t have been happier. “What?! That’s great news!” I said excitedly. “I’m gonna be an uncle!”“Yes, you are!” she confirmed. The baby. Jeff's hands smoothed the cover, tucking it in where necessary to cut down the light leaking out."Where did you have that?" Caitlin said first looking at the faint lump under the sheet, then back up at Jeff."Please," Jeff said, "we've gone through this before. Just hush and trust me. If we can keep this going for a while, Joyce is guaranteed a full recovery. But it's going to take time. We can't let anyone raise that sheet, and when she's done there we're going to have to conceal her on Joyce's. It reminded her of the way her Grade 4 students referred to her at school. So polite, yet, she was pretty sure she felt his eyes affixed on her spandex-covered ass as she walked with a deliberate wiggle of her hips to the back. That wasn’t so polite, but she kind of liked it… a lot.Truthfully, she knew his name really wasn’t ‘John’. The owner of the store was a cheapskate who invested in only one grimy name badge which was passed along to the rotating door of young men --often foreign-exchange.