My breasts had grown to a good C cup by then and so I took some progesterone to promote lactation. It worked a treat and I spent half my day feeding B...bbie and we developed a great mother – son bond. Having Bobbie suckle was the ultimate in being a woman – and quite erotic too – my breasts grew enormously very rapidly to a DD cup producing pints of milk. My nipples became the size of thimbles with all that chewing. I couldn’t help myself dressing Bobbie in nice pink baby clothes (well it’s my. Tilting her head, Rebecca laid her head against Kim's. As Rebecca laid down, Kim pushed her to the center of the bed. Rebecca was out in a matter of seconds. Pulling at the cloth belt of her dress, Kim let it fall open. Throwing it in the corner, Kim stood naked beside the bed. Smiling she said, don't go anywhere I'll be right back. Chuckling Kim went up front. Reaching in the basket, Kim pulled out the two pair of nylons she hid. Going back to Rebecca's room she found her still asleep. Taking. It was ridiculous how far-fetched the story sounded, it was like something out of a film or at least, a porno but it was real. They chatted over the course of the weekend before switching to emails for the week. He was new to London but with friends there and she had to play catch up at college. When a message came through, she felt excitement spark and often blushed when a photo caught her off guard. … Liam wanted to see more of her, the photos had been teasing yet revealed little skin. Her. I took Dan's arm and walked awayfrom the kids."Dan, there's something you have to know about Colleen and I."His face clouded over as I drew up the courage to just say it."Dan, Colleen is not my daughter." That's not a big problem...is it?" It might be. Colleen is my son."He quickly looked at her standing there, looking every bit as much agirl as Rachel."No! It's a joke. Right?" No Dan. Colleen is really my son. She has been struggling with this foryears. I recently came across her diary, read.