Mary felt her bottom cheeks pulled apart.Mary felt her bottom cheeks pulled apart. A pointed tongue touched her anus. **** Episode Three **** Our story continues: It was silly. It was crazy. Two grown women suckling the breasts of a third like newborn babes. Someday they would be managers, directors, corporate executives. But at this moment they were just beautiful, naked girls, aroused by their adventures and surrounded by copulating friends. It was a case, too, of the 'hostage syndrome,' of prisoners falling in love with their captor, of the captor coming to care for the captive. Therese kissed the top of each girls' head. "Are you my babies?" Therese cooed. "Do you want to be my babies? Let me untie you and I'll soothe your poor scorched bottoms with baby oil." Therese reached down and worked her fingers into the cords about the two girls' wrists as Mary and Susie continued to suckle. It took a few minutes, the bonds having been made very secure, but eventually Therese worked them apart. Surprisingly, Mary and Susie stayed in position, merely pulling their elbows beneath their breasts to better support their weight. Their lips remained glued to Therese's teats. "Now girls," Therese said, addressing the two as they slurped. "Please, it's time to stop this." But the girls continued. "Girls, I'm going to get up now," Therese said. "Mary? Susie?" Finally Therese just stood up. The girls' mouths dropped open disappointedly as they gazed up at the fruit that had been so rudely withdrawn. |