Monday 12 th July evening: I never would have guessed that ham and cheese on toast could taste so nice. Lily tells me it is known as ‘ croque-monsie...r’. We share a bottle of red wine and talk about what life is like in a French university. We then watch some French TV before making our way to bed. I am a little self-conscious undressing in front of Lily. I keep my underwear on and slip the nighty of the top of it. Lily is clearly not in the least bit self-conscious; she just strips off and. She stopped watching TV and now trying to get up but I gestured her to stay calm in the same position. I took my right hand and cupped her left boob mostly with my palm. Oh man! I remember this boob. I have so many miles on this boob. I have equity on this boob. With the amount of sperm I spilled on this boob, it should have crores of my sons and daughters over there. She was a little stunned and surprised looking at me grabbing her boob in the middle of daylight at her living room but her eyes. I'm sure it'll go our way..." What now though?" I wondered aloud."For now, Mommy gets her baby girl back," Addy said, reappearing behindme and picking me up. She placed me on her hip and turned to Kendra."Please understand I would never have gone along with this on myown..." I think I believe that," Kendra told her. "So how about not babyingCameron the whole nine-yards anymore?"Addy shrugged. "You have no idea of the mommy urges we all have here inAmes, do you?"My eyes opened up, and I realized. And Diana isn’t restraining herself anymore. She pushes her hands under the panties and pulls them down to the ankles. She sees a dark triangle of pubic hair… It’s so similar to the hair cascading over Olga’s shoulders…Her labia are so swollen and juicy, wet from desire… Diana spreads them. Two digits, just two of them, are sliding deeper and Diana hears a long moan. Her vulva lips are open for her…To observe this calmly is beyond her force. Diana even doesn’t need to check her own panties, she.