In fact it was because I was so good that I got volunteered for thismission in the first place.I dont claim to understand the science behind it, but s...me eggheads founda way to send matter to another dimension, another universe.Frankly, their attempts to explain it made my head hurt, so I stayed awayfrom them as much as I could.They had found another reality, or so they said, and had sent a robotthrough to make sure the whole thing worked, and it did, and the robotsent them back messages that. And with that, tears started running down my cheeks. She immediately took away her hand and put her arm around me – “No dear”, she consoled me, “Don’t cry, my dear. I didn’t mean to startle you. I’ve known for a while now and only wanted to talk to you about it.” I was literally shivering in fright. “Don’t worry, I will not tell anyone, I promise you”. It took me many minutes to calm down, with some sweet talk, consolation, cajoling and encouragement from her. Divya Ma’am kept whispering that. She was surprised when the wife brought the black baby over to her and placed the baby between her legs on its belly. The black baby was naked and amazingly he started crawling up to my wifes pussy. Quickly the tit master had handcuffed my wifes wrist and she was hopelessly unable to help the baby. The baby started mouthing my wifes pussy. She also was leaking milk out of her nipples and the tit master wiped it up with his finger and making a trail from her left tit towards her pussy. Finally. I couldn’t wear a bra underneath, obviously, and it was difficult to keep them in relative place on my chest. I suppose I could have used some folded-back on itself duct tape on my chest to keep the damned things in place if I cared enough! I actually measured this tit-creation way with a ball of twine, as best as I could, and it was right at a 120" bustline = ten feet of tits! I get so hard saying that, because of my smoking fetish... 120mm cigarettes, the exxxtra-long all whites (used to be.