Now I stood topless before the mirror, admiring my firm andperfectly crafted tits, their nipples tilted perkily upwards, justbegging for attention.Wit...out conscious volition, my hands crept up to cradle them, marvellingyet again at how soft and pliant they felt. But it was not my own touchthey craved, but someone else's. Of course there had been that prettynurse at the clinic. And her twin sister. But that was just a bit ofexperimentation ...Just one more preparation. I tugged down my white. Kellie was whispering, “Julie told me that sucking on his cock was a big turn on, but I thought it would be simply awful, but it really didn’t taste bad at all.”“I’m not sure about that,” whispered Kerrie in response, “But then you are in love with him, and I just like him,” she giggled. “I guess when you love someone, most anything would taste good.”A couple of days later, Kellie came into our special place alone instead of all three of them together as usual. “Where are Kerrie and Nancy,” I. “Oh, thank you, I’ll give you a hand once I get back”. “As soon as I heard the door to the bathroom door close I stopped stacking the plates. I stroked my cock. It almost hurt having it contained within its prison; my denim shorts. I took the front of my shirt between my finger and thumb and pulled it away from my chest repeatedly, hoping to cool down. I stopped when I heard the unmistakeable sound of high heels. I looked up and Natasha walked in, I didn’t think any of it at first. Before I. When my wife and I managed to finally raise enough money for a deposit on our first house in Essex thanks to Four lovely horses who landed a Yankee bet and over a thousand pounds for a small investment there was a single mother on the estate we lived on I,ll call Barbara. She had a six year old daughter who attended the same school our two youngsters went to and lived three houses down, Sarah and Barbara had become good friends and spent time together when I was working and babysat for each.