"It's okay," she said softly. "Ted is making noise in the kitchen."She turned back to Mike. "You know your brother, when he's hungry he'll be in there...eating for an hour. That's plenty of time."She returned to Mike, and pushed him back on the bed again. She climbed onto the bed, above her oldest son, her knees brushing along his thighs. Her tits dangled at his face as Donna positioned her naked body above him, on her hands and knees.With a soft giggle, she swung her tits across Mike's. She wanted it continually and couldn’t stop once she had it. Her pain threshold is very high as was evident by the spike belt she worn, almost on a continuous basis. Her cunt was bore out so much that a baseball bat could be put in and she would have room left over yet she could grip any man’s cock with her cunt muscles. When he said that the men wanted to see a demonstration. George lifted her high off the stage and took the bat that Sheila was unable to accommodate and shoved it up her cunt. ." But despite the feelings of titillation, the Demerol and fatigue were simply too much for her and Jessica Stewart drifted into a pleasant sleep filled with dreams of her husband slipping a gown from her shoulders and exposing her swollen breasts as he suckled one nipple while caressing the other."Jessica, sweetheart, it's only a coincidence," intoned Marge."But Marge, he began suckling me immediately. the nurse said it sometimes takes days -- that some babies even have to be taught to. Please welcome my best friend in the world, the maid of honor in my wedding, Jill Peters."There was silence for a few moments. Then the applause began. Jill, expecting the reaction to Jan's speech, remained seated. The applause grew in volume. Moments later, women began to stand; it soon seemed like all the women in the great hall were on their feet. Anita returned to the rostrum and said, "Jan, please rise! What you're hearing is a tribute to you."Janice rose at her seat and stood for a few.