She took my hand and said:‘I’m glad you are honest, but don’t you think I’m pretty?’.‘Oh, you are, very’. She smiled. Oh yes, she was ve...ry pretty.She told me that all her life she has been living as a woman. Never had any surgeries or hormones. That her breast was natural given. I remember how I blushed when she told me.‘So how old are you Markus?’.‘I’m 45, well tomorrow I will be 45’.‘Oh, its your birthday tomorrow, well I’m 62, though a lady should never tell her age’.‘Well you look a lot. The fourth time she lowered her nipple into his open mouth, staying there. She took his hand and pressed it over her heavy breast. He started to suck, gently at first, licking her nipple as the first drops of milk oozed out of her. He felt a sudden rush of blood to his cock and it strained against his jeans. “Stroke me Maria, please honey, stroke me”, he mumbled. Without waiting for her answer, he reached down and pulled at the buttons on his jeans. His hand went back to her breast as Maria’s. “Sorry, I didn’t know you were home!”“No, it’s alright!” Kara said, smiling faintly with a gently flush in her cheeks. I eyed our daughter curiously - she didn’t seem inclined to leave, even though her mother was still straddling my lap.“The genius here should have said something.” Linda said, softly thwacking me across the head. To my surprise, she remained on my lap, unconcernedly talking to our daughter as though nothing was out of the ordinary.“Hey, I claim no fault on account of being. At the worst of it, while we just sat and sat, Bonnie slid over next to me to snuggle. Soon, happily, she had her hand on my bulge rubbing it back and forth."This make the traffic a little better?" she asked."Yeah, it helps, thanks, hon."In a few more minutes, she had unzipped my fly and put her hand inside gripping me and rubbing her thumb around the tip of my cock."Mmm, you're distracting the driver but that's just fine."With that, she pulled me out of my pants and began rubbing me up and.