"She stroked my head. She told me she would come back later andthat she would tell my Aunt Martha about my concern for her. But Isaid, "No, don't tell...her that." "But why not, hon.? I know she'd appreciate it." "I don't want you to." "But, Speedy...honey, why not? What's wrong?" "I don't...want...you...to." "But, hon...?" "'Cause every time she sees me, she'll be embarrassed. She'llremember tonight. That's the way she is." I don't know how long Martha Jane sat looking at me, strokingmy hair,. She set the clothes to wash and set about cleaning the bathroom. She was busily bent over the tub, scouring the tile when Rufus came in behind her. She wondered what was up with him these past few days, his behavior had been odd. Just as she was about to stand up, she felt something strange between her legs. She bolted up and turned, feeling between her thighs dumfoundedly. Rufus pushed his nose between her legs and she saw what was causing the sensation. His long tongue was sliding up along. She kissed me deeply and told me how glad she was that I had called back, and that she was sorry that Angela had been rude the day before.I slipped her t-shirt over her head, and taste her milk, while I unbuttoned her jeans to discover she was wearing no panties (she never has any time I saw her since), and her pussy was soaking wet. She lead me into the bedroom as I undressed, flinging my clothes along the way. After playing with her lactating tits for a while, she asked me if I would go. "Something tells me she has an ulterior motive to this question."Amber cut to the chase, leveling her gaze at Kady. "You wanna know if I'm going to let you keep fucking him."Kady shrugged. "What can I say? I'm self-centered like that."Her 'self-centered' comment drew me back, and feeling a shadow passing over my heart, I went suddenly quiet.The girls didn't notice. Amber was chuckling and glanced over at Noelle and Lynne. Whether they'd intended to or not, both girls had stopped what they were.