Catla let the men talk her into helping their mates with some like it. She even promised to start tomorrow, but explained I'd have to come back to hel... them get the fit correct. She claimed it was something none of them had mastered yet. Zakkon and Mendal were happy to agree and thankfully Catla didn't point out they didn't really have a choice anyway.With the four learners in the picture my mates cooked more than we really needed for supper. Mama and her brood made sure none of it went to. . because it is for me."Now that Jet Brooks and Leroy Jethro Gibbs had collided so violently, he was reeling, not sure which one he needed to be. He'd been Jet Brooks for months and months now and coming back to earth as an agent was disorienting at best. For some reason, she was his lifeline right now."Tell me this is real, Abby." You don't need to explain yourself, Je ... Lero ... What do you go by? What do I call you?" she asked, still stunned by his admission. Looking up at him, her eyes. I mean, you said you were a slut, so I didn't look closer. But now..."Camille still was standing there with her mouth wide open. "But..."I didn't let Camille finish. "The big change happened at Kristen's birthday... when you met Will. You never expected that, did you?"Camille lowered her eyes again. "No."I took a deep breath. There was one other thing that bothered me about Camille, and I figured that it was time to do the experiment."Here, Camille," I said, putting my right hand in my pocket.. “My nipples are really sensitive. Sometimes I even orgasm when feeding Michael. Would you mind if I . . .” I shook my head “no” to let her know I understood she needed to get off and I didn’t mind. As I resumed suckling from her, she reached between her legs and started to rub her pussy through her shorts. I was getting so hard, nursing from my sister-in-law as she played with herself. Her left breast flow slowed down to a trickle then stopped. She looked down at me.“Want some more? I.