Something really funny happened to me a couple of weeks ago. I had justfinished getting myself off by using the breast pump and I noticed thatthere ap...eared to be a tiny amount of white liquid in the plastic milkcollection container. I looked at the nipple that I had just removed thepump from and it looked like the tip of the nipple was just a little..... well, wet - or something. "Oh wowsie!" I thought, "I wonder if allthis pumping is making my breasts start to produce milk?" The idea of aguy. Tears drip from my eyes as the soft buzz of the grooming razor signals the clipping of the hair above my pussy and is followed first by the whispered brushing of the hot liquid onto my skin and then the angry rip of the gauze as she yanks the remnants of my once proud twists from the plots that surround my mons. She takes a mirror and holds it between my legs. “You like?” she asks. “Looks nice, yes? Sexy, yes?” I stare at her handiwork. My privates have been jerked bare and with the. Her curiosity was instantly aroused and her wish for a dream forgotten. She remembered hearing something about the cottage next to her cabin having been sold, but never did she imagine that her new neighbour would turn out to be this interesting. The corners of her lips curved into a smug smile when he paused to remove his t-shirt and then carried on chopping logs topless. She wondered if he did notice her after all and was perhaps showing off for her but there was no way of telling. He. I heard her gasp all the way to where I watched gripping my rampant cock tightly. At first, she simply lie there, but after a while I saw tell-tell tightening of her thigh muscles, then her bare toes start to slowly work. Walt was getting to her at last. I almost came right then, reluctantly forcing my hands away from my cock. My beautiful Anna was responding to his driving tongue. Just as she tightened her thighs against his head, grunting softly, Walt stopped, sliding upward as I head a soft.