But not now.“I guess I’ve thought about this for a while ... about ... you know ... being with you,” he said.I slowly ran my hands through his s...arse chest hair. “For how long?”“The past sixteen years.”I giggled. “Really, that long?”“No, maybe the last three or four ... since you got these...”His hands cupped my large breasts and I let out a little involuntary moan.We took a few moments and basked in the post-coital glow. Being with an older man was so much different from being with guys my age. Even when she guessed what had probably happened, she kept her head. She'd seen her share of life-threatening emergencies while on research expeditions, but this was her daughter, and still she kept a cool head even though her guts had to be in the same icy knots as his own.He'd certainly seen his share of children in pain, but this was Alyson, his Pixie, and her cries for him to stop the pain were shredding his soul. You'd think years of medical school and pediatric practice would inure him. ’. I got tensed. The suckling sound made by my sis made me nervous. My dick started to get live. I just laughed at mom to make the situation ease and asked ‘ how this milk tastes’. As soon as I asked only I felt that I asked a wrong question, but my mom didn’t show any anger but she laughed and said ‘I expect this question from you for a long time’. I said ‘ what do you mean’ mom replied ‘nothing’. Mom was feeding my sis with just one boob exposed.I just kept quiet. Suddenly she asked ‘do u. Trat had no protocol to follow based on the situation he found there. The entire population of Golan was effectively in military and medical quarantine. His command module was not equipped to fight. His ship was not supplied with enough equipment for himself and the infants to remain hidden.The plan called for the population to accept the babies as their own. When they grew up, they would be introduced, one at a time, to Trat and the command module. Their people would be reborn as a subset of.