The fact that it was forbidden made it even more exciting.He just held my cheek gently with his hand and we continued kissing until it was clear that ...we had been at for more than 5 minutes. He broke the kiss and whispered in my ear. "You can quit now. If you stay though, you're going to do whatever I ask. You'll be the beautiful daughter of the slave owner who can't resist the nigger from the slave quarters. Do you want to leave?" Never in my life had I been so aroused and all we had done was. I just love the stretch marks and how her belly button had popped out. I would tease her that it was like a turkey telling us she was done. Then I started to wash her breast. They were definitely getting larger and larger each week. She seemed to be building up a supply of milk for the baby, no matter how much I tried to deplete it myself. Another thing I find sexy about her being pregnant, was the fact that she had started lactating early in her pregnancy and got turned on when I would suck on. On one occasion I could take photos of the masseur and I certainly enjoyed watching another man massaging my naked wife and rubbing her most intimate areas. S liked the experiences but never was satisfied to orgasm.A few weeks after her latest massage S suggested that maybe if she had more of a choice of who gave the massage and if she liked one that she could relax more and may behave more regular massages. For this to work we would have to find someone not too far from home, I suggested. “I won’t take long, but I need to ask you some more questions.”Thurgood nodded. “Yes ma’am. I’ll help in any way I can.”“What happened to the men who were left behind in, er, Chepstow was it?”“Beachley Barracks, a couple of miles from Chepstow, yes. All seven were arrested by the Patrol after about two weeks. In that time they had managed to destroy anything that the patrol could possibly have made use of. All weapons, vehicles, everything.”“Seven? Are they still alive?”“Two we know for certain.