Like a little puppy dog, I follow him. My heart fluttering from the excitement. We walk south down the hallway and then to the overpass which connects...the Merchandise Mart to the Holiday Inn. Walking at a hurried pace, he approaches the elevators and I watch him push the up button. I notice the nice manicured nails on that hand. He looks at me and smiles. Not a word exchanges between us. I knew the quest I was heading towards.We enter the elevator and he pushes the button marked 20. We arrive. The tickling fingers work from her waist down into her thighs and suddenly I’m transfixed; my heartbeat is the only sound I’m aware of.I watch his finger stroking slowly over her thighs and into the crouch of her knickers.Now she’s ceased squirming; she’s motionless.As her thighs begin parting, her brown eyes, shaded with uncertainty yet knowing, lift to meet Dan’s lustful gaze. His fingers are sliding inside her gusset!!Flicking off the radio I snap the moment back to reality; calling at them. “Damn you!” I barely managed to get out. “You got me twice!”“I take it people don’t usually catch you out?”“No, they don’t. But you’re taking advantage of my caution because of your concern about dual relationships.”“Not fighting fair?”“And speaking of cursing, please don’t use that extremely offensive word.”“What?”“There is exactly one word which is banned from my house and that is the ‘f’ word. And it’s not ‘fuck’! In fact, I’m OK with Jesse saying ‘Fuck you!’ to me if he has good cause,. It wasn't long before I switched nipples and had a nice warm stomach full of Mummy Belinda's breast milk. She smacked my back, to burp me, then wiped my mouth with her snotty, white, lacy hanky."You are a good sissy baby Amy. You love having your kinky feeding. You love the taste of my pretty, snotty hanky touching your sweet lips. So you should you kinky little tart," said Belinda in a soft voice.I was now feeling so aroused, that my finger crawled up Mummy Belinda's nostril and was happily.