Neither of us had put our pyjama bottoms back on so as I cuddled up to Aunt Jens back my penis was rubbing against her bottom and just making matters ...ven worse. I tried not to rub up against here, not wanting to wake her but the lovely feelings as I brushed up again here with my penis were just too nice to resist. It was wasn’t long before I began to notice she was pushing back against me slowly but rhythmically, she didn’t speak and I couldn’t see her face but obviously she was now awake.. One day, while watching a soap opera while nakedfrom the waist up, the baby started crying. As I'd already given him thebottle, I thought of giving him a pacifier. I could have done so. But I sawor I thought I saw the baby staring at my breasts. Well, I carried him andthought some actual nipples would be better than a pacifier and, long storyshort, I offered him my breasts. It was a weird, uncomfortable sensation,but I liked it.From then on, I often offered him my breasts. In a matter of days,. In an attempt to calm my nerves and put myself in the right frame of mind I began silently repeating a simple mantra I had created, “I’m a sexy ultra-feminine girl; Men get hard when they look at me; Men want to fuck my pretty mouth and hot ass; I want cock and deserve cock”. I kept repeating this to myself enjoying the sight of my toned figure and smooth body, completely hairless except for the little remaining on my head and well-manicured eyebrows. Catching a glimpse of the timer on the. He coughed and was aware ofa numbing and a tightening feeling deep at the back of his throat.And then it was time. The two groups rose and drifted together asthey followed Laura and Janet up to the roof garden where theystepped out into a warm morning of bright sunshine."Grace de Messembry sent special instructions this morning," Janetexplained. "Normally inspections are in the main concourse, buttoday, well she thought it would be appropriate on such a nice dayto have a change. It certainly.