This seemed to work as an effective stopgap measure to prevent my nipples from leaking milk and staining my shirts. I wondered how long I would be abl...e to get away with this, though. Production seemed to be increasing, and eventually I would have to find something better to protect my privacy and dignity. I still enjoyed peeling off the wet band-aids at launch or after school and letting my breasts roam free.---It had been four weeks since I started lactating. By now there was a definite size. I wore stockings most of the time anyway and this accentuated me feeling very sexy.It became increasingly obvious he fancied me, and I was becoming flirtier and teasing with him more as time wore on. When speaking to me he would be incredibly rude. Telling me how he would give the ride of my life and leave me fucked useless.One day in the stairs he shoved me against the wall; forcing his tongue into my mouth he gave me a deep, long wet French kiss. His body pressed against mine and I could feel. " Speaking of responsibility," I went on, "I want each of you to think about whether you want that role or not. Ben, Phil, you've been ringing round the others about the possible purchase?" Yes," Phil said. "Between us, we've canvassed everyone. We're looking at over six hundred a week, or two thousand six hundred a month. But Ben's been looking into valuations and mortgages." I've a friend who's an estate agent* and he suggested a valuation of around a hundred and twenty-five k. We'll. Ann had already cum twice due to the furious tongue worship from Joy.Several minutes later Goldie withdraw and gave Joy’s weeping pussy a couple of friendly licks before retiring to his bed in the corner. Ann looked down to see Joy in a state of ecstasy. “You are such a naughty slut aren’t you Joy” said Ann and chuckled. “Yes Ann I am. I am a naughty slut and I love it”. Again they showered and Joy said she had to get home. Ann walked her to the door and they kissed passionately. Ann watched.