Her body so matches everything Ive ever sought in the body of a woman. The sight of her makes my pulse race so. My core fetish, adult breastfeeding, h...s found devotion to her. If life were truly fair, I could , each night, in devotion, kneel in front of her ( not as a slave, have never truly been a sub), but in devotion, in excited need, with my eves showing my sexual hunger for her swollen nipples, my pulse and breath racing to heart attack proportion, at the sight of Tina, standing over me,. ”Several people were making their way back to their seats so Scott had to move. He made his way towards the empty seat between Diane and Vicky. He shuffled his way to his right, facing Karen, Brenda, Cathy, and Diane. Each one couldn’t help but look at his crotch, looking straight at them. Each one gave Scott a courtesy smile looking up at him.Scott had a birdseye view down each woman’s top at their nice-looking breasts. He wondered why each one was wearing such a low top and short skirt or. " Like you did while he was on tour." Cheryl said flatly.Cassie looked up in surprise. "No. It's not the same thing at all. I was taken in then. Not any more." No one's taking you in this time, sweetheart," muttered Cheryl, grim faced, "you're doing it for yourself this time, and you're just as wrong this time, and you're repeating your last disastrous mistake." No I'm not!" she bridled hotly. "I know all about him this time." Last time, I backed you up, and shut him down. What a disaster that. The presents didn't hurt, but Nate loved his "aunt's" visits more for her presence. She seemed devoted to his every word. She shared little of her life, telling him his "mother" had all the luck and she was just a mousy old maid."But you're not," he said on Christmas of his twenty-seventh year. "You're just as beautiful as Mom and maybe more." I like to look my best for you my darling," she answered."I want to visit you," he said."That would be lovely, but I'm afraid you can't." But Mom and Dad.