Closing her eyes she popped on her headphones and dreamt of happier times.‘Maybe the old bastard will have a heart attack’ she smiled to herself. ...ndeed, Millar's heart began to pound, bad for his angina but great for his dick. Faster he rubbed. White pussy, tight and wet. Mmm. He bet she was a good fucking ride. With a gasp he lurched forward, the first squirt of discoloured, white seed belching with force onto the fence and followed by two more that squirted onto the floor between his knees.. Should I agree to this or not? It seemed like acolossal commitment to be nursed for five years as if I was a baby girl.What would happen if I freaked out at some point and couldn't do it anylonger? But if I refused to do it and Toni lost her milk never havinghad a chance to express it, then that might shake the foundations of ourmarriage forever. She might hold a resentment against me for the rest ofher life. The answer was staring me in the face. I had no choice exceptto agree to being nursed. He wasn't sure how much of the vocals were genuine or play-acting. Things subsided and then stopped. She withdrew her hands and stretched them above her head. She looked at her uncle and giggled, "That was the best for some time," she informed him. "Thank you." xxx Ted stirred and opened his eyes to the morning light filtering into his bedroom. He was on his own. He had half expected Jackie to creep in during the night and. ‘Follow me.’ he said and moved toward a wide staircase at the back. One floor up they came to a hall that spanned the entire depth of the building and gave her a Mediterranean feeling like on photos she had seen before about the south of France, Spain and Italy. It wasn’t lavish, but the simple earthen coloured murals and few white statues of naked goddesses and athletes on the tiled floor felt relaxing. She could imagine being there when the sun shone through the glass roof and front windows.