But, this felt like a first. The first sight of her voluptuous chest, the first touch of her soft warm nipple, the first taste of her sweet milk. I li...ked at her and let the initial flavor coat my tongue. She gasped slightly as I massaged her nipple with my tongue, then took it between my lips and sucked lightly, the milk coming out easily. I wanted her to enjoy it and didn't think of it as a sexual thing at first. She cradled my head as I began to suck, her huge boob laying against half my. “I think that’s it for today,” I replied. She looked at Andy and he nodded, winking at her. She grabbed his cheeks and kisses him on the mouth. “Thanks dad.” Then she turned around and kissed me. “Thanks mum.” “You liked it?” Andy asked. “Oh yeah. Let me write down the last experiences and than we can clean up.” I recognised that she had written almost three pages during this session. “What do we do tomorrow?” she finally asked. “We will do the same again. And again. And again. You will see how. She had to turn around and stretch across the seat, with her legs behind her, then she lowered her head and took his cock in her mouth. Her hand began pumping the shaft while her mouth sucked the head, saliva running down to lubricate the action. She sucked harder, taking more of him into her mouth until she was able to use her hand to take his balls and massage them. He shifted again in the seat, then realized he'd have to pull over if he really wanted to enjoy this. She felt the change in. .." That's Ok Sheila, I understand. I'm probably a dead man in the Senate now anyway."Sheila leaned forward in her chair, "No Bob, it's not like that. I've been talking to them for quite a while now. I've turned them down a couple of times. This time they said it's the last offer. It's a great opportunity. The money is great and I get a car and an expense allowance and the retirement plan is one of the best in Washington."Sheila left out the part of her spending a few weekends on the French.