I revelled in her generosity and herbeautiful loving nature. She cupped her hand over my throbbing tool andlightly slid her fingers up and down over m... slippery plastic panties.Her touch was so gentle, I could hardly tell her hand was there. Iwrithed and groaned in arousal, trying not to dribble milk all over mywonderful wet-nurse, wantonly thrusting up my hips to meet her hand."She's just a baby. A beautiful little baby girl. It's not her fault." I couldn't control my reaction to her tenderly. God, I wanted his cock in my pussy, wanted to feel it stretch me open as forced its way deeper in me. I pulled his jeans the rest of the way off. My free hand still playing with his balls a bit, I very lightly I ran my tongue over his balls hearing him moan as I sucked on them before I licked and nibbled my way back to the tip of his cock, giving it one last hard suck before I continued my progress up his body, licking his nipples. Finding his mouth again kissing him, feeling his fingers. When he met me at the door, I knew I was going to be in trouble. There was a strange look on his face, partly concern, partly disappointment. He could see the tears in my eyes and how upset I was, but he could also see that I had broken one of his rules. I was only 11 years old and I was not supposed to wear these black thigh-high stockings to school. There was no way I could hide my disobedience now. I walked in the door, clutching my books in front of me, almost like a shield. I wanted him to. We were both dogs when it came to the ladies and had even gone on a binge or two together, over the years. I knew Bill was cool because he'd been in on a few extra marital affairs that I'd had when on these binges of ours. Don't get me wrong, I love Laura and no woman is as sexy to me as she is, but when a man gets plastered and another woman makes herself available, well, things just happen. There's nothing like a little strange tail in a man's life. And Bill went along with things without.