Her arm rested on my chest. Absently tracing patterns on her back, I closed my eyes. As my fingers hovered in the small of her back, however, a shiver...ran through her and I smiled. Without opening my eyes, I repeated the caress, my smile widening when her body reacted once again.”What are you doing?” she asked softly, the question slightly muffled.”Nothing,” I said.She’s smiling again, I could tell. Slowly, her hand began to move on my chest. I shifted slightly under her touch, acknowledging. Mary concentrated on getting her next orgasm. She liked the idea of Betty having to suffer now. Another orgasm now, quickly followed by another. Mary had switched off the pain, and now it had become total pleasure. She heard Betty scream behind her. Wendy said that Linda had run out of small needles and was using the next size up. f******n now, thought Mary, I must be able to get more than that. She felt Paul moving her lips again and looked down. Her inner labia were coloured reddish brown now. " I didn't know guys made milk."Earlier Jenny and I had watched while our much older sister, Debbie, had breastfed her new baby. I of course got hard just watching her, seeing my sister's breasts for the first time. After putting the baby down for a nap Debbie came back and said she was in some discomfort. She would explain that if the baby didn't take enough her breasts would actually hurt. She had a pump to help relieve her but had forgot it at home. Debbie then looked at the two of us and,. I also figured that we could find men looking for work,” I explained.Looking at him, I could see that the captain had something on his mind. “You’re against slavery, right?” he asked.Nodding, I explained about taking on the men in Illinois who kidnapped free Negroes and sold them back into slavery and about freeing all the Negroes from the house near Leavenworth.“If you had a chance to help a slave escape, would you?” he asked nervously.“If I felt confident that it could be done safely, yes,” I.