“Aha, Emily! I’m so glad you made it!” a good looking Frenchman pronounced from the end of the passage. He pulled Emily into a big hug as they s...id there hellos.“Abel, this is Melissa.” I was pulled into an equally warm hug and made my acquaintances with Abel.“Come, let me get you ladies a drink.”Abel led us through the passage into the foyer. What I saw next is difficult to describe. The room was full of an eclectic mix of people of all shapes and sizes in various stages of undress, lazily. Mmmmm, the warm fresh scent of her girly perfume and just a trace of perspiration invaded my senses. Nice. After taking one more good sniff, I drew it down from my face and looked for the tag on the inside: “34A” the label said. That was about what I figured after looking at her. Those firm little beauties suited her perfectly.Now for the piece de resistance ... Sharon’s bra. I lifted up her pink tank top and there it was. Yes! I drew it out from beneath her top and held it out before me. Holy. Go Wolves!She had picked out a beautiful, large, detached house. It has 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms with shower and bath, an outside pool, a hot-tub and even an indoor gym attached to the house.Money had not been an issue due to the fact that Julia had set up a couple of gyms around the country, of which she was the owner. And now after her years of hard work, she didn't really need to do much for it as she had loads of employees.Davide "David" dos Santos and Sofia de la Rosa had grown even closer. She sat down on the bed close to his head and pushed her apron off her breasts again. "Don't worry, my loving son. Didn't I tell you we've got it all covered? Just lean forward a bit."Alan did. The next thing he knew, his mouth was latched to his mother's right breast. He suckled for a few seconds while he thought about how neat it was to drink his own mother's milk with his waffles. The milk tasted sweet and delicious, much better than store-bought milk.Suddenly he pulled back. "Jesus! Jesus.