I admit that I was bitchy sometimes, complaining to Billy about our situation. By the end of February, things were coming to a head.I was nursing our ...aughter, and had gotten back into shape quickly, partly since I was then only seventeen years old. My lactating tits had grown to 32Fs, and Billy really enjoyed draining them for me. So, my tits were obviously on his mind one night at dinner, when I started complaining about not being able to buy something the baby needed.Billy finally had enough. He said I had ’baby feet’ for a woman and began to massage them. As we talked he started massaging slowly up my warm legs. I told him how nice that felt and scooted down further so now my pussy was next to his erection over his lap. I did a slow wiggle and moaned slightly as his hands got further up my legs. I closed my eyes and opened my legs some as an invitation to massage my pussy.….I put a blanket over his lap, my legs and pussy. I hadn’t had this much sex fun since high school. As his. My organs look incredibly naked, even though they themselves don't have all that much hair on them to begin with. (In Frieda's "theory," that's why they need to be shaved.) The hair around them is now scant enough to be transparent, and it has just the effect Toni promised: it looks like a pathetic attempt to cloak my pubis. I hurry back to Frieda who quickly reviews her daughter's work and tells me to get back down on the floor just the way I was.We're alone now, and I feel the difference. The. I dont know where he got the energy. He fucked me for a good half hour making me hotter and hotter. I could hear Ted yelling behind me, Fuck! Hurry up Vincent. My cock is as hard as a rock. I dont want to waste my cum in my hands. But damn my balls are ready to explode. Fucking cum already so the rest of us can fuck the slut. Ted groaned loudly. Oh shit Im ready. Oh shit ready to empty this load in you slut. Yeah your hot. Your hot for my gang. Tell me you want all these black boys to fuck you..