“Thank you,” I mumbled, looking away, unable to meet her eyes.I felt her fingers under my chin, lifting my gaze back up to meet hers. “Do not b... self-conscious,” she admonished in a quiet tone. “Tell me you are not ashamed of your wonderfully amazing tits.”I gathered my courage, looking deep into her eyes. My heart racing, I raised my hand and slowly traced a finger across the upper swell of my breast, then down into my cleavage. “Tell me again that you like my... my... tits,” I whispered. It’s as if we need a babysitter our k**s now teenagers [Gavin 14, Sarah 13...not real names, ages well let’s just say] looked after themselves, which usually meant they were out or in their bedrooms on their laptops or phones.But does he hell as like. It’s the usual unsatisfying routine take-away while he watches football channel on the TV drinking his whiskey and arguing with the commentators. While k**s upstairs occupying themselves. I’m left sat drinking my wine occupying myself with my. “Please don’t tease me Sarah” I sounded like I was begging because I was. “Ok Mandy I wont but you have to let me put the topical on you.” Now it was either be teased and forced to humiliate myself or risk her making my clit numb forever. I didn’t know how to respond.“How often can we use that before it will hurt me?” I was almost crying.“I don’t know Mandy but I would imagine a lot over a long period of time Keri says she has been using it on Lisa for a long time and she can still come if Keri. She usually left her bedroom window open so that he could come and go at will, and it was a pleasant surprise, just last week, when he had shown up with three more dogs, his young offspring through his mating with a bitch in the next valley. They were Dusty, the clever one, Sam, the swift one, and Bruno, the giant, whose huge inhuman cock exceeded even Lobo's in size. She often fed them, sometimes enjoying their maleness on lonely nights, and heaven knew there were quite a few of those since.