He wished to touch them, to find out for himself what one felt like.His hand rose awkwardly, hesitantly brushing against the taut skin. He pulled back... when she moaned as if he'd done something wrong. "I... I'm sorry," he stuttered, his lips still close to hers. "They are so pretty, I... I just wanted to know how they felt."Patience laughed, a melodic sound empty of derision. "Then feel them, my stud, for they are for your pleasure as well as my own."He reached up, his hand brushing over her. You husband draws his breath in sharply, and the sound drives both of us forward. Our mouths ravage each other, releasing the desires that have been building for so long. Your need pushes me, and I break our kiss for a moment to pull your shirt off over your head; you are wearing a red lace demi bra that pushes your beautiful B cup breasts towards me like they are reaching out. I lower my mouth to your breast, my hand on the other, and suckle lightly though the edge of the lace. I feel you tip. It did nothing to hide my dry diaper andshe carried me to the kitchen and sat me in the highchair again. Once Iwas strapped in she walked off to behind me for a moment and came backwith a bowl, a bib, and a spoon. She didn?t hesitate in putting the pinkbib around my neck that read, ?Cutie Pie.? The bowl was sat down on thetray and I thought maybe she intended on me eating it myself for aboutone second before she grabbed the spoon and brought it to my mouth."Open up for the choochoo!" Wh...?" I. If I’d been a guy they’d probably have invited me to join in. It’s a bit disappointing, really. I’d love to have watched them wank each other off.”“You really are sex mad. Have you ever seen any other women there?”“Not looking for sex, no, just other joggers or dog-walkers. It does seem to be just a gay man thing.”I could see I’d piqued his fancy now.“Could you show me the exact place sometime?” he said. “It’s a while since I’ve had my cock sucked by another guy.”I knew Will had always been a.