"I got carried away. You look so amazing. I'm not sure what's happening. But I got a little carried away. Wow! Your close to filling that milk bo...tle. Your leaking out your other breast." I said. Emma looked down. She was milking her right breast. Her big left nipple. Had sprung a leak. She was shooting hot white milk on her chest. I stroked my cock a little faster in front of her."Oh! God! Now your making me exploded everywhere. I think we better stop. This is starting to get. "Why flat?" Nothing to make it rise. I suppose if I had some eggs and milk Icould use some of the wheat flour to make a cakey cornbread, but evenso, I'd?what?" Soren was staring at me intently."We do have eggs and milk. At least we might." I mentally palmed my head. "We do...but...have you ever milked a goatbefore? I know I haven't." I think I can work it out. Not sure about the eggs though." If there are any, you can candle them to be sure they're not...youknow." I will." He went about. "Perhaps, the cards do not say what you will lose, only that the loss will be a great one. You must ultimately choose, a gain for a loss. You cannot have both. Opportunities will be placed in your path. Ultimately you must choose one."The woman gathered the cards, Angilee paid her and left, now wondering more than ever what to do. She wanted to call Jeremy like she had never wanted anything in her life, yet she pondered the potential loss. Terry was a good man. Insensitive?... yes, even selfish. Since we had left straight from work he was still wearing a polo and his khaki pants. I had on a loose ankle length black skirt and button up blouse. We sat down and had our drinks, but it did not take long before we set the drinks down and were kissing.Fred was kissing my necks and unbuttoning my blouse when I muttered we shouldn’t be doing this since we were both married. He agreed and kept kissing me and working my shirt. That was the most resistance either one of us put up that night. .