I think that she in mood. I saw her she smiled. I continued watching tv. She prepared juice for me, i drink that. After 10 min, her small child start ...rying. she went to bedroom and back to the batch hall with her child. She sat in front of me and started to feed milk. I can easily see the her small boobs. when i am seeing her boobs, she caught me. I shifted my eyes to tv. but i can’t control. After five min my urge exceed my control. I went to near and asked to her, can i drink milk. She get. ”“Yes, sir.”“I’ll be home, shortly,”“One thing, sir. You had a visitor today.”“Me? Who was it?”“He wouldn’t leave his name, sir. But he was very insistent that he wanted to talk to you. He asked for you by name. I let him look around the house so that he would know that you weren’t here, just as you said before you left on Friday.”“You did fine. What did he look like?”“Short. Red hair. Slender. Mid-thirties.”“I don’t have a clue. And it’s a problem for some other time. Let everybody know the. "Jillian shot her dark rum then let out a relieved chuckle. "I bet you're right. He really had me going." Good actors," Zach said as the crowd heading out the doors pulled them along to go down the stairs towards the wharf.The ship was still out a ways when the crowd gathered on the dock, laughing and raising their glasses to welcome the crew that lined the deck. Zach spotted who he assumed was the captain at the back of the ship with a spyglass, sweeping it along the wharf. He barked orders to. I guess my adverse feelings put me into a submissive grouping of women who needed to feel more feminine. I remember a lecture in school talking about prehistoric life of hunter gatherers, and how women were subjected to a harsh existence and used by many males for the sake of procreation, that thought alone left me sitting in soaked panties, as I fantasised men using me for sex while others queued, for their turn.Sex is real for women, more so than for men I believe, as we are the c***d bearers.