"But I haven't acted on any of this. Can you tell me how you and Mrs. Andrews started, who initiated it and how did you know the other person would be...receptive?" Mom takes a deep breath and looks at Lauren."What I'm going to tell you cannot be repeated," Mom says. "I'm only telling you to help you understand your own situation. Is that clear?" Lauren readily agrees and anxiously waits for her mother to start. Although hesitant at first, once mom starts talking it's like she's wanted to share. If the meeting went well it would mean a huge promotion for Kieth. All he wanted from Lynn was his best pale blue shirt, with white cuffs and his pale blue tie. He reminded Lynn before he left for work and he even sent her a text message to remind her about the shirt and what would happen if she failed to press his shirt correctly. Lynn read her text message and tossed her phone back into her bag and continued to chat over coffee with her best friend, Lily. The day and time just sailed past and. She followed their gaze and she, too, got a long look at my hard cock. Guess she'd been so mad before that she hadn't looked at it, but when it registered, the look of anger passed quickly and she quickly took on the expression most women get when they see a big, hard, swollen cock. Her lips pursed as she inhaled sharply. Her face flushed , out of excitement, not embarrassment. The tip of her tongue wet her suddenly dry red lips. Abby and Nancy had done the exact same thing. Damn Barbara said,. Finally he withdrew from her wet bosom, and looked up at me and asked me to get him a small peg of whisky, raw. I got him immediately. With that peg in hand he smiled and asked my wife to pour some of her breast-milk into his peg. At this she burst into a giggle. But then she squeezed out her breasts and milk squirted out in a jet into the peg. Thus she filled his peg with some milk, and boss drank it with a gusto.Thereafter, he lifted my wife in his arms and asked me where our bedroom was. I.