Sally whispered in Jack’s ear complementing him on the size of his member which was already as hard as stone. Jack stared into Sally’s eyes and sh... gave him the nod which let him know. He quickly pulled Sally’s top over her head, leaving her in her bra. Sally reciprocated and pulled Jack’s shirt over his head, now was not a time for careful unbuttoning. Mouths still locked Jack took of her bra with one hand, all those years of practice in his teenage years were not wasted. Sally looked amazing. She was in a Marti Gras type of costume.“Rose is very young, as you can see. But more importantly, Rose is special in another way. Rose is lactating.”“Really?” “What?” “My God,” voices came from all around the room. Women hurried to stand by the table.“What am I bid?” the first voice asked. Tina’s eyes widened in horror. Was she going to wake up in Bagdad after all?“Seventy-five thousand,” the 60-year-old woman said.“Come on, Brenda, we can’t match that and you know it. Make it something. I sat imagining the view I would have if I could just credibly move two feet to one side. The floor was mucky after hours of pissed people traipsing through discarding cigarettes and all manner of other things. Pretending to stretch out and lying down wasn't viable. I was attempting to be positive and count my blessings at the sights I had seen, but it was tough. I endured this for ages after Lou decided the stool she had managed to grab as too comfy to give up. I tried so hard to get them. Would I come and take care of Ricky for two weeks? Damn! I was getting mine, oral, anal and every other way, I just could get enough! Give this up for two weeks? Damn, I don't want to do this but what could I do? So off I go to Chicago, we meet up in the airport and explains everything. I felt so sorry for Peggy taking a limo to their house. So I'm sitting there, the door opems and Holy Crist, there's my Nephew Jason! He's 15? He shaves for goodness sake! I'm stunned! Aunt Fay, blah blah blah..