My boy is a little sick."I thought of Natalie and on impulse I said, "Take me to him."She looked oddly but I was very used to that. I got up and carri...d my only piece of luggage. It was small enough that I could use it as a carry on. We walked about a hundred feet and I saw the luggage piled by the girl and a young boy about eighteen months old.I put my luggage down and walked in front of the child. "What is wrong with him?" He hasn't been eating for a day or so. He has diarrhea." Has he been. She was just about to get out from the local hospital from having Giovanni, our first son and third child. We already had Rosy and Kyara. Rosy was four now and Kyara was two; almost three. As you can see I had very little input with our children's names, although Rosario was Rosario Helen Moore after my mother and Kyara was Kyara Margaret Moore after my maternal grandmother. Giovanni was Giovanni James Moore after my father. Somehow, with Sophia's family, I was never allowed to name the. “Nooo,” she cooed quietly, “not that way, be a bit more subtle.” She finished.After a couple of minutes I deftly slid my zipper open, and undid the button on my slacks.Celine took the hint, slipped her hand into my slacks and slid my cock free. I was semi-hard and she slowly moved her hand up and down, warming me up. I slid my hand under her arm and onto her left thigh at the top of her hose, massaging her creamy thigh.I leaned back a bit, and slid down in my seat, this made her stroking my. The women had to cup and heft their milkers and Pamela and Gwen were made to bounce up and down so their big tits would bob, jiggle and sway for the amusement of the leering officers. Then with their hands placed submissively behind their heads, the women had to endure all 26 men, including the Colonel, examining their tits. The men formed a line and worked their way down through the women. Some men cupped, fondled and squeezed. Others were rough. Some concentrated on the nipples –.