Many came up to me and congratulated me on winning her hand. It was a joyous event and went on for a while. Finally, the sanctuary was almost empty. G...orge came from the back to say, "This was truly a blessed time. Girls, you are already calling her, "Mommy?"May said, "Yes, we love her as much as we love our mommy in heaven."April said, "We are happy for us, for our father, and for mom. It will be good."Pastor George said, "I believe so. I really believe so." He looked at Laura and me. "I want. She raised her legs and pulled out the pants and hooked it to the hanger beside the shirt.She blushed looking at the reflection of her deep cleavage in the mirror. Yes her breasts were in shape, held tight by the bra from the sides. Her continuous production of milk and feeding had made sure that her breasts are stout and full. She held the front clasps and undid them.Her bra cups moved aside, revealing the most gorgeous pair of breasts. Her breasts jiggled when she tried to pull out the bra.. . uh ... you know ... a..."Meghan realized she had made a mistake. Oh God, she thought, embarrassed and suddenly miserable. What in the hell am I doing? Was I really trying to ... to ... invite Sylvia over to meet Ken? And just what was I hoping would come of that? "Look, Sylvia," she said, interrupting the sports writer's babbling backpedal. "I'm sorry. Forget I even mentioned it." No, no," Sylvia said, shaking her head sternly. "I don't want to forget about it. I was just ... uh ... you know. When Taylor got there, he was standing off to one side, apparently a little uncomfortable with the situation.“Hello, I’m Taylor Benson and I’m the one that bought you for a date.”Spence eyed her up and down and gave her that lopsided smile. He was pleased to see that the lady who’d paid for his company was not a walking stick, but a BBW with a set of knockers that made him want to drool and an arse made to grab and spank.“Hello, Taylor. Why in the world did you pay so much for a date with this.