Her tits fell heavily from the bra, small white droplets already forming at the tips of her long nipples. They were full, all right.I wrapped my hands... around each breast, careful not to squeeze too hard and make a mess of things. Then I sucked her left nipple into my mouth and gently squeezed the flesh of her boob. The warm spray of her milk always took me by surprise, but I was learning to like the taste.The first time I had done this was the day I met Katy. Her pump was broken, so I filled in. I took her wrist into my hand, stopping her, but her smile whelmed me. We stood in a deadlock, looking at one another. I wasn’t sure I was ready for her to realize who I was. “No more games, Carol,” she said. I guess it was foolish of me to be so confident in my disguise. She recognized me. Was it my voice? I felt my cheeks flush warm and knew they were glowing bright. “I…” I was caught and didn’t know what to say. A sudden urge to run hit me, but I was spellbound. “You know I don’t date people. Short version, acceptable from the front. Obscene as hell from the back if she bent over.She slipped on a pair of flip-flops and away we went. We had over an hour drive to where Barry’s boat was docked. He rented a pier at a marina just off the big lake. Kelly was giddy with excitement. I had heard her masturbate in the shower. She had been dabbing at her twat with tissues so as to not soak through the thong before we arrived.As we arrived at the shoreline town Kelly realized she had forgotten. And the problem got bigger when I kissed her back. Yes, tongues were involved.We parted. I started to back away. Got held in place.“Bradley,” she said in a somewhat imperious voice, a blast from the past, “you’re getting ready to say something stupid. Don’t...” her voice softened. “Don’t... “ And the giggle.“Okay,” I answered, matching her gentle tone. I put my hand behind her head, holding her gently, went in for another kiss.“Oh yeah ... Horrible, horrible thing, finding out that your.