As we chatted, I got the distinct impression Megan was coming on to me. She sat a bit too close, and started putting her hand on me periodically to em...hasize a point. I moved closer to her, and set my hand on her leg as I spoke. As we continued to speak, Megan spread her legs and crept a bit closer to my seat. I slid my hand up, and under the hem of her skirt. Megan hitched the skirt up a bit and I pushed my hand further up. Megan looked about, then arose, locked the door and turned down the. There is a big reclining chair with a table next to it which is where I’m sure she sits to pump and nurse. I hear her come from her shower after a while and she comes into the nursery. My god, she is so sexy. She is short and has her spandex pants showing her every juicy curve. She has a silk wrap top on and I can tell she has no bra because with every move her engorged tits shake and jiggle. She sits in her feeding chair and attaches the suctions to each swollen nipple. As she turns on the. I growl at her in a low voice. You are not a dirty little whore, Cindy. You are a beautiful, intelligent, young lady. But, for the next little while, you will be my dirty little whore. To do as I please with.” “Ohhhhhhhhhhfffuuuuuuuccckkkk, Gil, pleeeeeeease?”Amanda begs me again. I grin and reply, “You will not be allowed to cum tonight, Amanda. Enjoy the rest of the story and do not interrupt me again.” Amanda squirms a bit and calms down, happy in the thought that I will keep her in her. She saw me pouring my drink."Aww, I feel bad leaving you home all alone." Yeah, right. Like you really want to stay and hang out with this old man," I said smirking.She just walked up to me, gave me a tight hug and kiss on the cheek and said, "Thanks for letting me stay over tonight." What time will you be home?" I asked, knowing full well her mom said she had an eleven o'clock curfew.She just smiled, batting her eyes, and said, "Twelve-thirty?" Umm, maybe more like eleven." Twelve?" she asked,.