What torture was she putting herself through? “Captain?” I queried softly. She dropped her quill, and gave me a hopeless look. “How can I comman... men, Sergeant?” She hissed hoarsely, “When I have to use every ounce of my will just to keep my dignity?” I glanced over at Soraya and Eva. “No, no, no!” Eva scolded her pet, “Don’t you dare cough it up! God, must I hold your hand through everything? This is how you do it!” And Eva squatted, her legs splaying wide, her cock twitching between her. "He….he doesn't do it to me anymore since I got big". She is now crying and wiping her eyes.At this point I am pissed. This woman was hot. Her breasts were heavy, but still firm and she was sexy as hell in the dress she was wearing. How dare anyone say that she is not desirable?"I can't imagine why, you are a very sexy woman." I say, fucking her now the only thought in my little universe.She blushes again, but this time the blush of someone who is going to do something to make herself very. She threw both her top and her bra in the direction of her dirty laundry basket before looking at herself in the mirror. She’d always been a little embarrassed about her boobs. They were small and milky white. Her nipples were large in comparison, like two small puffy brown walnuts. Chloe had always been a bit envious of girls with bigger chests, but she figured that no one really gets to choose their boobs … unless they pay for them of course. Click. If anything, the pose was even sluttier. Helen hadbeen chatting away to the others and out of the corner of her eye, shenoticed David's anguished face and his tell-tale squatting posture. Shedidn't think anyone else had actually noticed, until Zoe came running into the conservatory shouting the news. Helen could see the disgustedtoddler's callous observations hadn't lessened David's anxiety. Thethought that Sheila and Simon might have been watching him fill hisnappy, clearly horrified him!The shuffle to the conservatory took forever,.