I hope I get to keep the boobs! I’m starting to actually appreciate the softness and size, thought the green veins have to go. I Pee’d, cleaned, p...mped and breastfed the hungry one. I made enough noise to wake Roger. Not by design but I’m glad he stirred. I brought him a glass of white, then he breastfed while rubbing my nips in the wine. I got to tongue teasing his parts after cleaning him. I got a wide glass of white myself and dipped his cock in. While the shock of the cold wine was not in. Lewis," Crystal said. "I slept great. The fold out beds are very comfortable."Anne got up and moved around the counter. "Would either of you girls like coffee or something?" She asked."Coffee please," Crystal said. "Yuko would like juice, if you have any." Sure we do," Anne said as she poured Crystal's coffee. "Apple, orange, or grapefruit?" May I have orange juice please?" Yuko asked.Anne took a glass from the cupboard and filled it with juice. She placed it on the counter and Yuko picked it. "Wilma put her hand on her sister's shoulder. "No mistake about it,Jess. Your mistake is waitressing over at the Saloon. We'll get yououtta that dowdy dress and fixed up into some pretty unmentionablesand... why -- hellfire -- you're gonna be almost as popular with themenfolk as I am."Wilma wore a tight lavender corset that more than displayed her amplebreasts, with a border of matching ruffled lace that just barelycovered her nipples. Besides that, she wore a pair of ivory-coloredsilk drawers. We both rose at the same time. I held back, let her go first, ever the gentleman. The view from the back was good too. She wore a long coat, pinched in to show a trim waist, flaring out to suggest rounded hips. Leather boots. At the escalator she knew I was right behind her. She turned. Her eyes green were level with mine. I could drown in those eyes, given a chance.‘So. Is it for a one-legged uncle?’ Her smile was warm.‘I don’t have any uncles. And I don’t know anyone with just one leg.’‘Hmm..