“Here David. These are my breasts. Do you like them?” she said aloud at her image. “I hope so because I do. Nobody knows it but I do” and then...she cupped her bosoms as she watched herself do it. “I love holding them and maybe, if I’m lucky, you’ll be lucky too?” Her hands held them joyously as they then went down and did the same things over her waist and hips, but then she suddenly did something differently. It was something she never had done before. “Ooooooohh David, I wish you knew,” and. If the problem goes on for to long you start to really hurt. Us women have the same problem when we have to much milk." Then you must really have lots so you can nurse your own kids." Oh I'm not married and I don't have kids. I'm one of those very few women that just naturally make breast milk. Some women take a pill so they can have milk for their babies but I don't need them." Have you been doing this for very long? Don't you want kids of your own?" Yes I do want kids but not right now. I've. "Come here, you two," he said.Then he looked at the rest of us. He told the two standing before him to get on their knees, which they did. In a spectacular movement he took his riding crop and 'Knighted' each one with a tap on their shoulder. The two guys were beaming. They had been affirmed!Then Sarge told them to rise and face the group. Their smiles fell when he asked them if they knew what a 'Buddy' was. In a little bit of fear, they started to turn their heads back to him and got an. "Oh freakin' fuck," Richard pressed out when he finally could see theliving room again. Alarmed he stood up only to fall down as a spasm ofpleasure twitched through him.His mind was in a panic. A catsuit had way more latex than pants. Awhole fucking lot more and the pants already had been a big ordeal.Unsure how long he had till coherent thought left him he started to rolldown the tight clinging pants.Amanda meanwhile watched flabbergasted a big breasted dream franticallypulling at her pants..