Part of the process. You don't HAVE to breast-feed, you know..." Sis," I said, "you 'n' Tina gave me the whole spiel for the last nine months. Now I'd... feel like I was depriving my own baby." Oh, it's not like that..."Knock on the door. Tina walked in, little Kathy in her carrier. "Hello, sisters," she said brightly."Hi," I said. Susan looked up, smiled, mouthed 'Hi'."I just finished feeding Kathy. How's everything going?" You tell us," Susan said. "Your other daughter." Ah, we've been talking. But it came too easily off over her head in spite of her tears. This left only her bra, and Bob, eyeing the tiny clasp at her back ruthlessly ripped it apart. Janet felt the weight of her released breasts as they pressed forward, and somehow she felt even more ashamed that their surface was completely exposed too."Don't worry... I'm not gonna touch your tits!" Bob said gruffly. "Not yet anyway!"Bob peered down at her white, wide-spread buttocks, deciding that he would do something to really. Being very quiet and careful not to show herself, she crept up behind some rocks and tree branches that brought her to within ten meters from this group. There were seven of them – four men around the thirty five to fifty five years of age and three ladies ranging from about twenty five to forty something years of age.Tammy could see that two of the group had some really nice camera equipment and were busy taking pictures of the beautiful scenery and the waterfall that beautified the other side. I drape my arms around your neck and stroke your hair as our lips mesh and our tongues dance, sliding over and under one another as you grind your hips into mine. Lips busy on yours, my hands slide down your shoulders to your chest to your stomach and I trace the growing outline of your cock as you tease me through my skimpy panties. My breath catches in my throat and a little damp spot spreads between my legs as you slip your finger past the lacey border and into my tight, wet pussy, slowly.