"They should be here soon," I thought to myself as I sighed again, this time in resignation. Even with two lifetimes of experience, I didn't do the wa...ting thing well.Settling into my custom-made executive chair, I ran my fingertips over the bound leather journal lying on the desk in front of me. The memories immediately started cascading through my mind, bringing a smile to my lips. This journal, more than riches and deeds, is my final legacy to those I love.That's because today is Monday, May. She thanked me for getting her out of the house and told me that I looked very nice in my suite. I thanked her. She was wearing the same blue stripe shirt that she had worn in court. It looked like she was still not wearing a bra.I then asked her if she would be comfortable in an evening gown without a bra. She said that she can’t fit into any of her bras since her tits swelled up with milk. She said that she had to pump the milk out and give it to the foster care person to then feed to her. ”“But yo’ punk ass has no problem waking me up, huh?”After a few seconds of Johnnie humming on the phone, he paused and said, “Nah. Not really.”Both friends started laughing. After a few seconds of continued abuse between friends, Johnnie continued, “Thanks for reminding me I had that paper to write. I would have probably been at the party. But then again, the way that guy was describing it, it sure sounded like one hell of a muthafuckin’ party.”“No doubt about it. No doubt about it. You know,. My nipples started to become more sensitive and the sex started to feel, well feel good.I think Mark noticed because he started to become more passionate with the sex. His thrusts felt like they were longer and deeper. My vagina started to tingle again like it did when I fingered myself. My breathing became deep and rapid and all I could do was sink my nails into his back. I called out, “grab my tits baby.” The whole time I could see the girl in the video making love to me. Then something.