I thought about Becky and Jamie and Rachel and Joan, and I sort of wished I could be a fly on the wall for that conversation. Since Joan was with the ...roup, I wondered what, if anything, Becky had cooked up for me tonight.I was cleaning the place up a little bit when the doorbell rang. When I opened the door, I stood there in shock. There in the hallway was Veronica, wearing high heels and a long jacket. When I got over the shock I said, "Veronica?"She didn't say anything, but instead handed me. I then disrobed as I watched this gross man fondle my wife like a silky toy. I sat back down and started slowly stroking myself, I could tell this really got her wet and ready. As she laid there like a cat in heat, I suggested to her to take him in her mouth. She released a dirty grin and Norm wasted no time getting to his knees on the bed as she got on all fours in front of him and lowered her face to his genitalia. She smiled, looking me in the eyes as her lips approached his modest cock. She. They milked two by third of the mug and then father in law gave me my daughter in my hand. I hold my daughter to my right breast and it suckled my areola. Soon my sister in law hold my left areola and empty the milk that oozed during feeding. Then they left me for that time.This process lasted till my daughter turns 2 year old. As I am got familiar with the milking process nothing happened till then. One month back my father in law approached me with the intention of making me pregnant. They. Her head swayed with the phrasing and she found herself stepping lightly through the house in search of the source.She paused at the doorway to the lounge and watched as Emma looked out of the window, her body swaying as she sat at the piano, her fingers gliding effortlessly over the keys as she played what Lauren thought to be Chopin. She walked in silently and sat on the sofa, laying her head on the top of the cushions as she watched, listened and dreamed as the powerful storm was calmed by.