I stared at her hard nipples clearly seen though her tight wet t-shirt.I told her to strip off that wet clothes before she would get sick. Then I dire...ted her to the guest bathroom where she could change her soaked outfit. I left her alone but she asked me for a towel.I went into my bedroom and also changed my wet clothes. Then she called me again. I wrapped my naked body around a long towel and went to see her.She opened the door all the way and I could see her beautiful curvy body, fully. “What the Fu..!” I spluttered with liquid oozing down my face. “My Mummy,s milk has come in my boobies!” “Do you like the taste?” “Let me try some more?” This time she got it directly in my mouth. The taste wasn,t all that great, but not unpleasant and I wondered what our c***d would make of it. To keep my wife happy I let her squirt more in my mouth and pretended to enjoy it more than I actually did and discovered she was even hotter than usual. I imagine it was likely down to her hormones,. How did you bag a rich guy?”He expected her to punch him. He’d have deserved it too. Bitter, just so damn fucking bitter whenever the topic came to money, and women, and it went full on acidic when it was the two combined. He didn’t need a fucking therapist to tell him that. Part of the reason he told Ganders he didn’t want to the job was cause he knew what would happen if conversations ever steered in this direction. Didn’t know how to shut the fuck up.But crocodile face laughed, and winked. As the undefeated six stack, SmutMaster, Foxxo, Hono, Drax, Party and I entered countless competitions, going up against professional nerds who shoot pixels for a living. Unfortunately, we couldn't sign up for the World Cup, as we were all from different places. Even though we were defeated by the pro dream teams made up of people like DSPStanky and Seagull, Jeff Kaplan, the chief design officer of Blizzard approached us one day."That was an amazing performance guys, well done!" Jeff exclaimed.