Today, she lay on the bed, arching against the pumps, almost but not quite dislodging the cups, gasping for air as her precious milk squirted steadily...from her breasts into the waiting tanks on the machine. Pump, pause, moan, pump, pause, gasp, pump, whimper, pump, cum, repeat. Even though she’d only been pumping herself for a few minutes, she’d already cum twice, and her thick brunette hair was sticking to her forehead, neck, and shoulders from the sweat, and she wasn’t even close to finished.. "What sort of deal?" Well, whatever you'll do, I'll do something just as embarrassing." Sure you will." I will." Alan, you're sitting here fully clothed. You already know I don't have much on." Okay, let me even things up a little." I dare ya." Accepted." He unzipped his jeans, wriggled out of them, and let them fall to the floor with his shoes, and Ellen's flowery panties."Hmmm ... You sure you're single?" Absolutely. Why else would I be taking my pants off in the laundry room?" Well I'm still. Talk about invading someone’s personal space! “Sorry,” I muttered. “It’s okay, no harm done,” he replied. “Go on.” Oh. That was unexpected. But I dabbed the towels in warm water and continued to wipe his chest. “Sorry to hear about you and Jamie,” I said quietly after a while. He sighed deeply and gave a sad smile. “Thanks. It’s been a tough couple of months since the divorce.” “If you don’t mind my asking, why did you break up?” I asked in genuine puzzlement. “I know a lot of. "Youshouldn't have said that shit about Steve's wife." Why not?" Didn't your dad tell you? Eileen's pregnant again." So?" So Steve had a vasectomy after their last boy." No shit, really?" Scotty nodded. "Oh, crap." He shrugged.We went back to work on the engine. A couple of times I had to crawldown into the pit to help Scotty with something, and I got a littledirty. By the time we'd finished and the engine was hanging from thechainfall, it was a little after three. I wiped my hands clean.