”“But I don’t even know if he remembers me.”“I haven’t seen him for a few years, so I don’t know where he is or what he’s doing these ...days; but you were very good for each other and I think it safe to say he hasn’t forgotten that. Send him an e-mail and see what happens. At worst, he won’t respond, but I think he will be happy to hear from you.”After a couple days of debate, I finally broke down and sent him a quick e-mail to test the waters. Two days passed. Then three, with no response.. As Monique had told me earlier, my bosoms were "hitting their stride" soto speak. Unless I was was nursed, or unless I pumped them, after aboutone hour they would become so engorged with milk that they would startleaking it out - or even squirting it out - all by themselves. And Ihad to drink so much liquid now to replace all the liquids from the milkmy bosoms made.When the burger, fries, and parfait were done, Monique brought me oneother treat - - an ice cream sunday. It had lots of. The shot you made to hit the guy holding the revolver on me was nothing short of remarkable. One for how well you did it. And two for the circumstances under which you made it.”“I am so very happy that I learned how to do something to protect someone. I think I would like to continue to learn to shoot with the bow. Maybe you could continue to teach me?”“By all means.“Do you think you might like to hunt?”“I think I do.”“We’ll look into getting what you need when we get back to the city?”“I’m. I couldn’t wait any longer, I had to kiss my way down to her bush. I maneuvered between her legs and kissed my way up to until I finally was able to flick her clit with my tongue. We both gasped a bit and her hips were now in a steady movement. No more, I cannot hold back. I worked my mouth all over her beautiful pussy and rubbed my nose and face with her spectacular bush. She was getting so wet and her scent was amazing. So wet and fragrant.My cock was raging by now and all I wanted now was to.