“Wonderful, of course!” Aunt Tessa assured me, “excuse me, let me take the little ones back to the nursery for their feeding. Aunt Apolline insi...ts that it’s her turn to nurse them, since Aunt Gail got the last turn. I do love how my sister-wives fight over the privilege of breast-feeding our babies, don’t you? Granted, it keeps our tits in good shape to keep making milk, so there is that!”“And you love making milk, all of you girls, don’t you?” I smiled at my favorite wife, my Queen.“That we. He was a psychotic sadist who specialized intorturing young boys. Even as Sam satthere at his desk, the thirteen year old naked blond boy under the desk licked hishuge pendulous balls. If the boy made a single mistake, licked in the wrong way, ordidn?t provide enough pleasure, he would be terribly punished. The kid knew this as wasshaking with terror as his pink soft young tongue lifted each nut and bathed the sackin his teenage spit. Handsome SamGarner looked up from his desk. ?Well, Officer. As if his member was attached to the hem of Evies gown with a piece of invisible string, there was a stirring and, as her hem rose it followed, it rose to expose her thighs, the triangle of hair at the juction, over the swell of her belly and by the time her voluptuous breasts were exposed Jake’s member had risen to its full magnificence. “See?”Millies mouth formed a round ‘O’ and her eyes were almost popping out of her head.Evie took her hand and placed it on Jake’s erection.“Feels great. "I can't wait until he finally leaves that bitch." Has it ever occurred to you, Tabby," Scott said softly, "that maybe his wife isn't the bitch he makes her out to be?"She looked up at him, suspicion in her eyes. "What do you mean?" she asked. "Of course she's a bitch. Why else would he be... you know... planning to leave her?"Scott took a deep breath. Was she really this dumb, he wondered, or was she just pretending to be in order to assuage her own conscience? Surely, on some subconscious.