I'd been considering physical therapy, but my husband wasn't too keen on the idea of me touching other men on a regular basis, even though it would be...strictly for their rehabilitation.That's one aspect of my married life that had been tough for me. My husband was always quite jealous and that led to limitations on what I could do with my life. I absolutely love my kids and want to spend much of my time with them. They make me so very happy, so I enjoy being home with them. However, there are. I lost all other sensations and the track of time as my body gave in tot he rush and heat of release. I was back in the moment and felt my breathing before I could hear it. I felt my moans before I could hear them. I lie there….one hand slowly, gently storming through my wetness, careful not to touch my super sensitive clit now as I tried to catch my breath. I knew I wash,t done../but I had to get out of this shower. On wobbly legs, I dried off quickly and retreated to the bed. But just as I. "Andyou're the only man I ever let touch them." Well, I'm glad for that, at least. Even if I don't know why _I_ can'ttouch them just now." They feel too damned tender. Doc says its because they're gettingready to -- to make milk." The baby again." Yes, the baby. Now do you understand why I'm so upset about beingpregnant?" I understand that you're feeling uncomfortable from what's happeningto your body. I just don't understand why you're mad at me becausewe're having a baby." _I'm_ having a. As she bent over to pick them up, the other girls couldsee that not only were her boobs real, but they were tanned the same goldencolour as the rest of her and that she had naturally blonde hair, it wasn?tdyed as they all had thought. Cindy watched as Sarah slid the last fragments ofher clothing into the metal cage and tried to cover her self with her hands.Cindy aimed for the 15-ball. As the white ball hit it, it spun towards the backright hole and fell down into the pool table. ?Damn, oh well.