Several puddles of the goo had landed back on his fist and he was using it to lubricate his hand and still kept on going. His grip seemed to look as i... he were trying to choke off the flow of cream. His face seemed all wretched in agony. Okay, this is the sickest thing ever, but I got to say it. I enjoyed watching this. I couldn’t help myself. The feelings stirring in my body were incredible. My tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth. My breathing had dried my mouth to the point where I. "It's not that bad, really." What's yours?" Adam asked. There was a faint hint of laughter in his voice, just enough to let me know he had a sense of humour about his middle name.I froze."Lilly," he reprimanded with a laugh. "Come on, I told you mine." Frances," I muttered softly.Adam snorted with laughter. "We're quite the pair, huh?" Yeah, Frances and Reginald. We sound like characters in a bad historical romance novel." I giggled, liking the way the rumble of laughter in his chest felt. I never felt blamed, as is usually the case in many households.And then it so happened one day, that the family had gone of to a community function. I do not remember if it was a wedding, as Jiju put it.I had just had lunch and I had laid down on the bed to breast feed my baby. She was a voracious breast feeder. My own breasts had responded to her requests for more milk by producing more. My breasts too had grown from a B cup to a C. I never had to face any pain since my baby would always. I wasn’t sure exactly what I wanted to study – my grades in school were pretty good, but I had no idea exactly what it was that I wanted to do. In school I had been known a little bit as a dancer, and so I enrolled in a performing arts college, and moved out of home.The classes weren’t particularly interesting, but one day, I saw an errant piece of paper fluttering around in the courtyard. Going to pick it up, I saw that it was an adult flier – probably straight off some porno magazine. As I.