Opening my eyes I know I'm wet, I scoot closer to Mommy on the bed andher arm wraps around me protectively. "Is Mommy's baby wet again?"I just nod my ...ead, and she kisses my cheek. "Let's get you changedshall we."As she changed me, she kept leaning over me her breasts brushing mycheek. I wanted so much to nurse, and each time it was pulled away I gotfussy.Finally she lead me back to the bed then sat propped up on the pillowsas she cradled my head in her arm. Pulling the flap down exposing. I will tell you that I think that you're a wonderful man. You're young, healthy and you sure know your way around a woman's body. I've been with a lot of guys and I can say that you are one of the best, if not the best. I've been with guys from eighteen to seventy and your maturity, energy, stability and the way that you make love to me, I'll tell you that I want you in my life."Kevin said, "How about Charlie is he good in bed? Better than me?"I then said to him (laughing), "Kevin, Charlie is. Wendy reached the end ... there was a blast of cool air, the odor was of old books and paper.Not as crawly as 'WAY OUT', never the less, it was hands and knees, and a couple of stomach slithers. She pushed her backpack in front of her. There was light ... a vent grill that pushed out ... Wendy stood behind a massive Walnut desk.Wendy was in the 'shelves' of an ancient library. Not books ... scrolls.Wound on Walnut Rollers and stored in elaborate wood cases with glass covers, the wisdom of the. With the heating vent cover off and me in the attic I could see everything going on in the room. Then I got the surprise I had not expected, Gerta and Jean embraced and exchanged a passionate French kiss, as my wife fondled Gerta’s ample breasts as she unbuttoned her blouse. The blouse fell to the floor and shortly afterwards Gerta’s bra came off and so did her blue jean mini-skirt. She was wearing no panties and her well shaven pussy was fully exposed. Then Gerta said “how about a dance” and.