I have to wear these incontinent diapers for it, because I just can't hold it when I cough, or when I laugh, or anything. I *wish* I had lost my sense...of humor, doctor, but I laugh very easily, and always have. I'm *very* ticklish, for instance. But in a way, that's the least of it. At least a lot of people have urinary incontinence. I have all these other symptoms.I guess the biggest thing is the milk. Dr. Pollack calls it Galactorrhea. It's scary. My breasts have all blown up like a nursing. My mother rose from the table and began collecting our dishes before heading to the kitchen to retrieve our desserts. My father followed to assist her, leaving me alone with Damien. An awful tightness formed in my chest.I sat rigidly, my hands folded in my lap. Damien was silent for a moment before placing his large hand on my thigh and squeezing lightly.“How long have you been watching me?” His voice was soft and husky; his thumb stroked the skin above my knee.I swallowed hard, struck silent. I begin to cough some but he reaches out and places his hand onto my head. He pushes down as I begin to try and come up. I plunge back down and grab onto his balls and begin to fondle them. Daddy’s voice stops as he lets out a moan and shoots me a look of “You’ll pay for that” He lets go of my head as I bring it up. I do a nice slow up and down on the better portion of his magnificent cock.Daddy hands up the phone and looks at me. “Show me how much you’ve missed this cock” he says with a grin. Allison didn’t know why she whispered in John’s ear, but she did.“Do you like knowing your friends filled my pussy with their cum?” Allison whispered.She totally caught her husband off guard; he didn’t know where this was going. He knew he couldn’t tell her the truth, and not wanting to make her mad, he just softly said that was what he’d wanted to happen.“They weren’t gentle with me, they fucked me hard, used me like a whore,” Allison whispered.“I know,” John said, still not knowing where this.