.. and Berlin ... and London ... and Paris--"I simply leapt upon him! Buried his body under mine. Captured his lips and then filled his mouth with my ...ongue. "Oh my gawd! Really?" I finally asked as I sat up astride him with a grin spreading from one side of my face to the other."Well I can only go if I'm pretty sure there's going to be a steady supply of fresh American milk."I started to giggle. Then I leaned over and pushed my left breast into his waiting mouth. Daddy started to suck. "I'll. ” Poncho directed.“Can we get Mandell and Jose to help?” Diego asked.“Yes, if they are able and I will feed them too.” Poncho advised, “Jes, get all of your friends to help. This needs to be done quickly. I’ll feed them all.”“Okay, Papa.” Jes was short for Jesus. He was fifteen, soon to be sixteen, but was stunted by about 6” because he had diabetes since childbirth. It was a wonder he was even still alive. He did have a fastball and an unhittable knuckleball. His changeup usually danced across. I now wonder if it was because of his feelings for me and his possible anger at Drew for getting into a relationship with me. I remember one time when Chris was leaving for work, he warned us...No, commanded us to not! have! sex! on! his! bed! His bed was technically the couch. And, of course, we enthusiastically had sex on his “bed” anyway. He knew it the minute he stepped back into the apartment and he was not pleased with us! But we thought it was funny as hell. Poor Chris! All good things. I complied eagerly.Pulling her bottoms down, I started licking andmunching her now inflamed cunt lips. The salty taste ofthe water added a strange, not unpleasant flavor to theso familiar flavor of Bibs’ juices. I licked and sucked and nibbled, driving Bibs, andmyself nearly to orgasm. By then I have pushed her toshallow water, where she was lying on the wet sand,lapped now and then by the waves, with me following heron my fours. Having lost the bottoms of her swimmingsuit somewhere, her.