I was a little nervous. I wasn't a kid anymore, and what I was doing was reckless but also exciting, making me so horny I could hardly stand it. Reach...ng over, I took my son’s hand and placed it on my tit.“Do you want to feel?” I whispered. “I know you’ve grabbed my tits before, but do you want to feel ‘em? Really feel ‘em?”“Yeah!” Cody said nodding as he squeezed and massaged my tits, and then began playing with my big fat nipples, rolling them between his fingers.“Aaah, fuck baby, that feels. "She leaned down and strained to put her mouth to each nipple. A warm sensation swept over her as she forced her lips to graze first one and then the other."Come to us, Gwen. Come to us and love our beautiful bodies."Gwen released the breasts and walked toward them. She climbed up the foot of the bed and snuggled between them on her stomach, laying an arm across Bob's stomach and a hand on Sybil's shoulder."Kiss my cock," Bob said.Slithering down, Gwen reached for Bob's turgid cock and held the. The way a man looks at a woman, I'm talking. So if, maybe, we needed to -- you know -- in the future, if we needed to make the women pregnant, so we could build a community for the future, well, maybe we'd all have to -- to do it with more than one woman, maybe."But I don't think we ought to just, y'know, encourage that sort of thing, all the time. I mean, not just for -- for pleasure's sake. I'd like to... be with Emily. Emily and me, we've become friends. That's all. So far. But I'd mostly. You just go."They left me standing there. Me. Donna. Bubba. Donna buried her face in my chest, sobbing. "Bill, get me out of there. I don't wanna fuck up." Something I can do to help?" Bubba asked."No, buddy. This lady needs some help," I told him. "I guess it's sort of up to me. On second thought, tell the band to play another waltz."Bubba gave me one of those looks. I remember them from decades ago when it was an old, knowledgeable chief petty officer saving a young ensign from his own bright.