Because your shirt is always wet as if you been working or something wet has got on". "you speak from experience then heh, its not sweat or juices tho...ugh, its my milk" and a look of surprise and arousment on her face and said " show me please i've tried to get milk out but it doesn't work for me.Long story shotr she took of her shirt and started to milk her tits and after a few drops my sister had started suckling from her but at this moment I walked in. "ah thought you were having a shower. "Welcome. Can I start you two off with something to drink?" Janice ordered a glass of sweet house wine and I had fresh orange juice. The waiter smiled and hurried off, leaving us alone in our booth.As the waiter hurried off, I let my hand fall down to my Janice's leg. Thankfully, her short dress had ridden up just enough that my hand landed directly upon her bare flesh. I immediately felt a stir in my cock as sexual vibrations emanated from her leg, travelled my hand, and then coursed through. I found one small used towel, wiped my face with it and wrapped it around my waist. I had nothing to cover my breasts and those nipples were still standing at full attention, my one body part that could not be sapped of strength. I gathered myself to stand. My legs quivered and I had to keep one hand on the lockers. I was glad to be finished with this and hoped it would bring the desired results. I slowly opened the inside door and there, standing over me, was Coach MacKenzie. The football. A really good one, from what I hear. He's really big back home," Marie told them, turning her smile to the man in question.Max just shrugged as if the attention was undeserved. "I just have a small show, it's nothing major. Mostly the same audience who doesn't mind seeing the same tricks."'Hypnotism? Yeah right', Laura thought sarcastically, but didn't let it show on her face. Instead she smiled and said, "Well, it's still great that you're talented enough to have your own show." Don't let him.