Heather sat on the large bed beside Carol and held her. "It's ok, he won't be gone that long" Heather told her. "Oh, I know, but it really...seems like it" she replied. As Heather held Carol she noticed the two large wet spots on Carol's nightgown. "Wow, what's that?" Heather asked ,pointing at the 2 spots. "Milk, I am already lactating alot" Carol replied. "Cool" Heather told her. "Can I see what it looks like?" Heather asked her sister in law. "Ok sure". . I think...” and fainted dead away. I picked her up off the sofa, carried her over to my big rocker, and rocked her, caressing her hair and cheeks, until she woke with a start. She looked confused until she saw me, than started crying again, soft little sobs as she held me like I might disappear. When she finally was able to speak, she whispered in a small voice. “Do you really mean it?”“Yes, baby I do. I think I loved you from the first time I laid eyes on you, I just tried to fight it. I. My cock, still hard from her mouth, lurched at the sight. Soon, I told myself, soon.I gently began to stroke her little cunt. Her eyes glazed a little bit as she looked into mine, her half-lidded gaze indicating that despite the fact she probably hated me, her body couldn't help but enjoy this attention. I always got her a little lubricated before checking her hymen, so this little routine was nothing new to her. What I did next was unusual, but not unique: I leaned over and ran my tongue up. I mean what am I supposed to do when weget there?" I'm sure that you'll be able to find something sweetie," Emily replied."You've got good qualifications. You'll find something in no time. Andhey, worst comes to worst you can always work at the store with me."Stephen laughed. "Thanks but no thanks," he told her. "You know that I'mnot suited to that sort of work." Emily shrugged her shoulders. "Suityourself," she said as they both fell silent on the matter.The drive to Stepford was long and.