"Me too", I replied. "You've probably got a funny itch; shall I give it a rub?" and without waiting for a reply, I pressed my hand openly on her right...breast and rubbed very gently form side to side."Oh my God, you're so right!" she gasped, pushing the magazine to one side, "Yes, please, do!"I reached my other arm round from behind so that I could caress both gorgeous tits together. I ran my hands softly over her shirt, feeling the shape of the twin mounds beneath; she certainly didn't have a. It replaces the liquid that every girl will sweat off during her training." The Mistress said, what she didn't tell Number 6 was that the protein was mainly extract of bull semen, mixed with dog and human - there was only a limited source of human semen at the moment.Number 6 looked at the gag and the tortured look on the girl's face as the liquid was pumped into her mouth again. "I know her! She's..." But Mistress struck Number 6 on the cheek stopping her from saying the girls' name."She is. No, wait! I'd been talking about Terrell, not Matt, that time. How could I confuse that?Maybe it was 'cause lately I'd been trying to come to terms that in less than a year I'd lose Terrell.Maybe my confusion was because now Matt was back this felt like something else, like my world was tilting off balance again.I am feeling so screwed up! I should be talking with Andrews again.Waldorf jarred me out of my daydreaming. "I hear you two know each other pretty well. Do you want to try something. They laugh and walk outside. He walks over to us. "Ok, ready to go?" he asks. "Ok, have fun" I said. "Oh no, you can't go yet. We will leave first". He grabs her close and squeezes her ass under her short skirt. It defiantly doesn't cover much. We get to his bike and he stops and kisses her hard. "The bet was on my terms" he said. my wife responds quickly "yes it was". "Ok", he says. "You will take your mini skirt off here, hand them to your husband, climb on the back of the bike and you and I.