How do suppose you’re going to feed them both?” she teased, crossing her arms under her breasts.“It’s a little tricky but I’ve managed befor...e.” He held each one between his arm and side with his hands curled to hold the bottles and feed his babies.He smiled at her with his initial success.“Here, let me feed Matthew while you feed Laura,” Abby offered taking her.She sat beside Dan and resumed bottle feeding her. Dan smiled at Abby, his eyes able to take in the deep cleavage her low cut top. I stripped for him to examine my nipples?"Jesus, they are huge, oh boy,we can use these and these and these." I told him to get one with it.He sprayed a freezing spray and I squealed, then a few clips and one wasdone. I sat with my eyes shut, then the other was done. I hardly feltanything?yet. Finally he grabbed my tongue and I certainly felt that andtasted blood. He put a large ball on a post and screwed something on thebottom of it. "Antiseptic on your nipples and a good mouthwash, twice. The two"lollipop" trees in their containers which usually sat either side ofthe doors were gone and replaced by dozens of shiny metallic balloons onstrings of different lengths, bobbing gently in the breeze. There was asmall but tall round glass-topped chrome bar table and matching stooloutside too. Sitting on the stool was a girl in a tight black latexdress, her blond hair tied into a high pony tail with a matching blacklatex ribbon. She stood up as we approached.It was Amy!"Wow, Amy, you. Kris reached out with both hands, and her daughters grasped them and held them in support for what was about to happen. They watched and smiled as homeless black men, one by one, drove their hard cocks deep into their mother's tight, mature vagina bareback. After pumping in and out of her pussy for a bit each guy came hard, shooting ropes of thick, white semen through her cervix and into the back of her aged, yet still-fertile womb. Kris squeezed her held hands as she felt the pulses of each.