I sat on a table with some other people and didn't see Stacey anywhere. After we were finished I rushed straight to Stacey cabin. I knocked on the doo... and waited."It's open," came the reply. I opened the door and walked straight it. I was not expecting what I saw. Stacey was sitting on her bed, her FF breasts showing. I closed the door behind me and slowly walked towards her. She never took her eyes off me and I never took my eyes off her. I gently placed my hands on her bare legs and leaned. A clear plastic cup and pipehad been attached to her breast. It had sucked a portion of the flesh intothe cup, but mostly it appeared to have made her nipple extend even more andredden further. ?It's a milking machine.? Angela confirmed Natasha's fears. ?Oh god,not more humiliation, how can she stand it? Oh what would that feel like?' Asshe thought that, Angela began a different caress. Instead of rolling hernipples, she began to to gentle stroke and pull on both her nipples. Angela said,. This has to end."She whispered strange words - and John began to worry something terrible was going to happen. Suddenly he was gripped with pain in his groin. He screamed a high pitched girlish scream and fell backwards. He felt a tremedendous pressure between his legs and looked at his deepening slit. That area was swelling into a Venus mound and there was pressure behind it. He screamed again like a woman in labour, and then he felt something give. The split, felt like it split more. And with. Miles did indeed eat pizza at a restaurant with the mother and daughter. He even left the restaurant alone, though they invited him to their house to wait for Santa. Ada was barely able to hide her resentment at Silvia’s ability to keep her secret. She had no idea what she had discussed with Miles but she intended to find out somehow. On December 28th Miles went to a small coastal South Carolina town. It was where the formal football team captain he ended up after his downhill slide. In.