I couldn’t have made a more pleading face. “Please!! Please!! Please Ma’am. Please wipe your shoes on my head.” She was looking down at me wit...h a smile – a bit uncertain as if to grant me this favour or not. And then her eyes got that look of mischief. Gently she lifted her foot and I quickly slid my head under it. And she started wiping her shoe sole on my back of my head, giggling to herself. I was overwhelmed with emotion. I started rubbing my head against the sole of her shoe like crazy,. In and out. Isn'tthat soooo nice. Sissy babies like their poopers massaged, don't theyhoney buns. Give Nana Margaret a great big sissy baby smile and say googoo, gah gah or she won't start the milking. Yes, that's it. Let mehear that sweet sissy baby talk.Okay, here we go, sucky wucky, sucky wucky goes the pump. Yes, yes.That's such a good little sissy baby. Make nice milkies for NanaMargaret. See, it all goes down the tube and gets collected. Mommiescan set it on auto-cycle and milk their. .. Just a fucking inferno to put out... I caught up with my moms just as they started heading for the food concessions.“Hey,” I greeted, again having to catch my breath.“There you are,” Melissa said. “Lara’s been looking for you.”“Yeah, well ... Where did she go?”“She’s up by the stage, I think. Are you okay?”“Sort of. Can we go over there? I need to tell you something.”They followed me to a little area that was free of people and hopefully out of sight of determined drug-haters.I gathered. ' I watch her tell me this as Laura winks again at me, then I lean forward and slowly caress her thighs and pull her down onto my lap. She clutches my head in her hands as my hands explore her thighs, and Laura sits across from us quietly sipping her wine approvingly. As we kiss more passionately I pull her off my lap onto the soda and spread her legs, pushing my head into her crotch sniffing at her pussy and its wetness then licking through the nylon. I hear her gasp as Laura says 'not wasting.