True it wasn’t the first time Miss Susie had made her go out without any panties but previously she had always been wearing a dress.Laurie stood bit...ng her lip, then glancing at her bedside clock, began to strip. She discarded her clothing as she headed to the bathroom. The pink jumper pulled over her head revealing her pert 32a boobs. She often went to college without wearing a bra. Susie had commented on one occasion that she found it funny that she usually only wore a bra while having. ‘And how long have we gone without sex since the day after Thanksgiving?’ I asked. ‘Seventy-six and a half hours, only because I was gone for two days to see a client in Atlanta,’ he said. And of course my parents insisted on picking us up from the airport. We couldn’t escape to get away if we wanted to. Basically, we would be on lockdown under the watchful eyes of my parents. ‘Why waste money on a car?’ Dad said with a misplaced sense of dong a good deed when he picked us up at the airport.. Our sex had induced my first labor and it worked again this time, as I went into labor after an afternoon of slamming me with his huge black pole. I had another baby boy and this birth was even easier than the first. I was back to my regular work within 3 weeks and my breasts stayed full as I pumped them for my baby before leaving each day. My clients were loving my big, lactating breasts and they seemed to enjoy squeezing, sucking and fucking them while milk squirted from them. I breast fed. Manolito thought that she was so achingly beautiful. Her eyes had closed and rested on her cheeks like butterfly wings, her lips were slightly open, and her cheeks were flushed with her rising arousal. Leaning in he briefly touched his lips to hers. ‘Clara,’ he whispered reverently. Her eyes fluttered open at the touch of his lips and her whispered name. She gasped and then moaned as he swooped in and kissed her again. It was sooo delicious, she thought. He was quite possibly the best kisser.