" Was I a bottle baby?"Mom laughed. "Oh no! You latched onto my nipples and wouldn't let go. I breastfed you until you were almost two." Why?" I asked..."We were living on base in Florida then, and I didn't trust the water. You liked juice, especially apple, but you didn't care for a bottle. You liked my boobs best."I blushed pink, suddenly conscious of a wonderful intimacy. She finished my foot and lowered it to the floor, staring into space."I loved you," she said with a shaky voice. " I kissed. Two rooms were in use the males in room A and the females in Room B.As they entered they were injected to put them to sleep whilst thetracksuits were fitted hat took about ten minutes.After they were fitted there was five minutes before they were woken.The males no longer had a penis or testicles these had been replacedwith a virgina, and they had lost most of their body hair they would bevisiting the hair salon for their hair to adopt a female style,Their bodies also now had breasts and would. I turned around, half-expecting him to kick me in the butt that would knock some sense back into me. Instead, I felt his hands in the small of my back; the touch knocked the wind out of me.Slowly, cautiously, Dad made his way to the strap of the bra. I know a lot of men have trouble with it, but Dad had the clamp off in a couple of seconds' time. I stood still, wanting him to take the next step - of removing my bra. Dad's hands still lingered on my back, running circles around the place where. His eyes were doing the looking this time not his fingers. Jennifer’s white breasts seemed to want to leap up into the air and straight into Adam’s mouth. His tongue was already very hungry for the feel of those puffy areolae in his mouth. Adam looked down at her blonde pubic hair and the incredible folds of her pussy lips launching out of her clitoris demanding to be touched and sucked and fondled. His gaze continued on down to the bottom of her beautifully tanned legs then he stepped forward.