Soon Trisha's whole body including her torso and faceseemed to match the forest coloring. It became so complete that exceptfor her movement Jeri might...have lost track of Trisha entirely.Jeri was a little jealous of Trisha once again, but thought about whatit had cost Trisha to be the creature she was. Jeri decided theclothing she wore was an acceptable trade off.After an hour of hiking Trisha stopped. "We have company. Let me talkto them," she whispered quietly.To Jeri's amazement two nagas of. Well, "down there." What Greg was most alarmed about however, was the explosion of his libido. He had, of course, previously found women to be easy on the eyes, but now he could barely see an attractive one without devouring her visually and subsequently becoming aroused -- teenage hormones drastically multiplied. And then it wasn't always necessary for him to see an attractive specimen for him to become aroused, he merely needed his wandering imagination or for the fabric of his pants to shift. ." At that moment Matt's squeezing produced a shot of mother's milk which squirted out across the floor. Sara laughed as did everybody. "You better watch out bro, I'm armed and dangerous."Matt, also laughing, and looking at our daughter he said, "that stuff must be good" and he licked the milk off of his hand. "hmmm, it is good." Then he blew my mind completely by leaning in to my wife and placing his lips on her breast. I could see his cheeks hollow out as he sucked on her tit drawing some of. Bruce Elder was our mutual acquaintance, and the guy who arranged these little rendezvous. Either Mr. Miller didn't get it or he was too disinterested to laugh. "Aren't you supposed to be at work?" Yeah, probably," he said. I have no idea what he did for a living. He had plenty of money though, and always called me in the middle of the day.We were quiet again.Mr. Miller and I had fucked in Hailey's bedroom lots of times before--it was like his favorite place to do it--but this was the first.