Fortunately, she had lifted the glass with her other hand, putting it almost against the breast itself, and it easily captured my outpouring."Wow," I ...said woozily. "Oh ... oh, GOSH, that feels good!" You aren't saying 'moo, '" she groused."Moo," I said simply. "Please, please do it again." Stupid cow," she complained, but did as I requested. And then again. And again. OH, It felt wonderful! I'd beg and beg, and give her a little "moo" or two, just to keep her happy and she'd squeeze and press. Being as small as I am it fit me almost like a dress, ending just below my ass. As I walked through the house to make sure the doors were locked I noticed I left the blinds open in one of my spare rooms and I could see right into my neighbors’ house. Through the window I saw my neighbors' son Tony watching television in his room. He was a cute boy, but seemed extremely shy and tended to keep to himself a lot. The time or two that I had run into him around the neighborhood he seemed to get. She breathed, she cussed, she held on for dear life, she said ‘Never Again!’, she looked into her baby daughter’s eyes, she held her for the first time, she nursed her at her breast, she was awash in emotions too difficult to describe but she knew she loved this little child more than life itself. She was 34 years old. She stood at the front of the room and everyone cheered. She was the one that had done this, she was the one that these people were here in honor of, she saw the happiness and. Every time I rubbed my little pussy I would imagine her showing me how much fun it could be to have sex with an older lesbian woman. I would love to have had sex with her. But the chance never came about. She had moved away and I stop doing gymnastics and spent more time running.So I missed our private sessions and her touches, and all of the hidden sexual fun we used to have together.As I ran through the park, admiring the great view and warm afternoon sun, I realized I had to pee rather.