I love it. I love being a mother, and you are the one who gave me this privilege. We both knew that we couldn’t do this together. Don’t worry. You...are here now.They spoke as Shivani moved Ramya from one breast to another. Rahul went to the kitchen to get water. When he returned, Shivani was done feeding the baby and was putting her back to sleep.Rahul came and stood beside Shivani as they both stood and looked at their daughter peacefully sleeping in the cradle. Rahul put his hand around. Spice was dressed in a body hugging black sheath, which was only just a dress, with nothing on underneath. In the clinic she wore a nurse’s uniform. It was low cut, short enough to glimpse black stocking tops, which were held by suspenders. She wore sensible white panties, as she was prone to bending over, before patient’s husbands. It was designed to be a distraction, while their wives spent large amounts of money on cosmetic surgery, and it worked well. ‘The girls can’t think for themselves,. By the eighth stroke my screams were becoming hoarse and there was a short break during which I saw Aunt Gertrude speak to her Ladyship. Whatever was said, it made no difference to my plight and Kate was ordered to continue. At the twelfth stroke I did faint and it took some time before smelling salts revived me. Again Kate was ordered to carry on although I was barely conscious. How Kate withstood her punishment I know not. Perhaps I had a lower pain threshold but I knew I wouldn’t be able to. She unbuttoned her shirt a little and reached in to massage her right breast. ‘Does Katie do this for you?’ she whispered. I nodded. Her small hand made my cock look huge. I felt harder than I’d ever felt. Her hand was steady, slow. I moved forward in my seat, my head was beneath the headrest. I alternately watched her hand and her eyes. She glanced into the back seat, then looked at me. ‘Does she do this for you?’ Beth leaned to her right and pressed her face into my lap. I could feel her take.