Ann started out with her back to her door and her bare feet in my lap. Later she had her head in my lap and her knees up with her bare feet on the sea...t.Ann was wearing a thin cotton dress that buttoned all the way down the front.Laid out as she was the hem of her long dress was constantly falling off her knees and dropping back on her waist. She was wearing panties but they were sheer and hid nothing.Ann had her eyes closed but was not asleep she had her hand over her eyes keeping the sun. At this point, Brooke’s breathing has settled a bit and I was turned on beyond belief. I couldn’t let it stop here and I knew she really didn’t want to either. I just sensed that she wanted to be the one in control without being too dominant. Well, with that I figured I was up to the challenge. I put my hand on her thigh and slid it up to her crotch. I could feel Brooke’s warm pussy through her jeans as I started firmly rubbing her. I like to play games when I was with a girl by pretending to. After a third of the bottle was gone, she sat me up and burped me,dabbed at my mouth with a napkin, and then resumed the feeding. Sherepeated the burping when two thirds of the bottle were gone and thenwhen I finished she burped me again. Cathy let me lie there for sometime. With a bottle of milk inside me, I had to pee and I let myselfrelax and peed into my diaper. A few minutes later, I felt Cathy slipher hand down my waist within my pantyhose, plastic pants and then intomy diaper and then. "I’ll talk to you soon, honey." We didn’t talk again for two days. I thought about him and my panties in every spare moment I had. I knew that he had to have smelled them, and tasted them. I so wished that I had the nerve to really talk to him about it. But maybe it was better this way, with me knowing his secret and “innocently” helping him out. When he called that Tuesday night the conversation again was about the ordinary events of our days. As we chatted I started to wondered to myself if.