)The studio looks more like the offices of an advertising agency than a tattoo parlour. It's in a 1930's style building that wouldn't be out of place ...n an episode of "Poirot". The waiting room is clean and bright, lots of Art Deco style and a friendly receptionist who offers us tea while we wait - a bit like going to see a private doctor or dentist.Jonathan appears after about fifteen minutes — we'd been early anyway, Jenny had been so keen to get there that she'd insisted on us leaving plenty. I leaned forward and took her nipple in my mouth, gently sucking it. I tasted her milk, but I didn’t feel any more coming from her. She told me to suck much harder than I was. The baby has to draw it from her as it will only leak small amounts. I did as I was told, and sucked much harder. As I did this she let out a very excited moan of pleasure. I started to taste her milk now. It seemed the harder I sucked the more milk I got from her breast, but also the more she moaned in pleasure. I was. I had a cig and then went for a look round the shop, it was the usual shit and as I looked at my watch I still had 35 minutes, I decided I’d have a piss and re-join the wife on the coach.I went into the gents and found it to be quiet which was unusual considering how busy the services were. As I went into the end cubicle I was reminded of the previous night and as I thought back I started to feel fruity. As I locked the door and sat on the seat, with my mind racing about last night I was. I sat up a bit so she would lay flat on her back and I started to caress her between her breasts, sliding down slowly, over her flat tummy, towards her thinly haired pussy but went by it and caressed her leg up till her knee and back up along the inside of her leg. Shespread her legs so I could go all the way up to her wet pussy, my fingers explored her labia, sliding through her moist slit and playing with her clit until I stuck two fingers in and started fingerfucking her.She moaned softly.