She handed a manila folder tucked under her arm to theyoung man. "You'll find all our documents in order," she said curtly.Cindy was a little surprise... by her mother's abruptness. "My name isWendy Jones. This is my daughter Cindy Long."The boy sat down behind the counter. A moment later they heard thetapping of his fingers dancing across an unseen keyboard. "This will justtake a moment, Ms Jones," he said. "Thank you for having everything sowell organized."Cindy glanced aside at her mom before. He told me I should be a real cheer girl and bent over and tilted my head back and kissed me. My heart sunk as his tongue pressed against my lips and I parted them and flicked mine over his. He got up reached his hand out took mine and took me to the bedroom. There he kissed me again (I could not believe he did not know it was me). He asked if he could take a few Polaroid pics I agreed. He told me how to pose and what to do. Spinning around doing cheers, things a cheer girl would do. He was. Somehow sex came up and we got into a conversation about our past activities and fantasies and such. I was getting really horny, and she could see it. I was only wearing sweatpants and I had a major tent.She kept looking at it as we were talking. One thing led to another and soon she was sitting on my lap, still fully clothed. She made an laughing "oh" about my erection, but I knew she was liking it. We kissed for a bit and I worked my hands up her shirt. To go with her tininess she was flat. She had to suckle Janet several times a day. Then there was the breast pump to draw out milk to be stored for later. Finally, Hugh also enjoyed her breasts, especially when it had been an especially hard day at work and he wanted to be babied a little bit. With all this stimulation, Erin found herself constantly horny, so much so that she would sometimes forcibly attack Hugh when he came home.Oh, and speaking of attacks by force, their wedding night had been amazing. The combined sexual tension.