I believe themistress runs a cr?che and needs two wet nurses to feed the babies.When they're not feeding the little ones, they'll be caring for them.S... they'll be very contented sissies. They're always' first in thequeue in the morning."I couldn't wait to see the milking queue in the morning, for I had fondmemories of the cows queuing up on the farm back home and lowingurgently to be milked. Often their udders were leaking if the farmerwas late and I wondered if sissies got the same leakages if. But I'm not sure we're talking about the same thing."Then Katie did something that I would have never predicted, nor would have seen coming.She reached around her back, untied her bikini top, and dropped it on the ledge of the hot tub.I stood there, on the ledge, staring at her large boobs, protruding above the water, her hard round nipples sticking straight out, and the pinkness of her teenage boobs showing in the light.My mouth wide open, I could not stop staring at those amazing fucking. She put her feet on the edge and leaned back on the control panel. I can never ignore a wet pussy even if I’m on the brink of fucking it; I dove in between her legs and stuck my tongue in her just once. It was positively worth the wait. She voluntarily opened her folds and I lapped at her clit a few times. Either one of us would have enjoyed a very long continuation but I had a goal. I stepped to the edge of the dryer, grabbed her hips and pulled her down to meet me. She grabbed my shaft. .. What do you mean?" I asked."I mean I saw you looking at us the other night..." He said and leaned even closer to me. Oh my god! He had saw me watching them. I was caught. I looked at him stunned. "Did it make your little pussy wet to watch us?" He asked.I was almost speachless. I just stared at him."Well, did it?" he repeated."Y... yes... it did" I admitted. He was staring at me strange, and he looked back down to my panties."And did you touch yourself?" He asked."Yes... I touched myself.".