Chapter 12

Thankfully, the process of getting running water run to Sherry’s property turned out to be a lot less cumbersome than expected, though it did cost me quite a bit of money ‘under the table’. In order to get the project started, I had to pay Robbie as the ‘project manager and city planner’. Then there were additional ‘unseen expenditures’ that I had to cover - off the books, of course. But overall, not too steep a price, especially considering it was completed in under 4 weeks, start to finish! The icing on the cake though, was that it was clear Robbie was still scared of Sherry and always found a way to be “too dang busy” to visit the job site, so Sherry didn’t have to see his face.

Since the water project didn’t require my direct or daily input, it gave me time to tend to another matter – Doc’s granddaughter Tami. After discussing the matter thoroughly with Gladys, I visited Doc at his home and let him know that if Tami actually wanted to try making a baby with me the old-fashioned way, I had the green light from Gladys. A look of relief fell on him while his shoulders relaxed and his facial tension seemed to ease. He stood and shook my hand vigorously while calling toward the back of the house, “Tami! Come out to the living room, honey!”

“I’m busy, grampa!” she sassed.

“You get your little behind out here right now, young lady!” Doc ordered, his patience with the petulant teen clearly had reached its limit.

Still clad in baggy pajamas, Tami shuffled into the room, “What d’ yew want, grampa? I was busy doin’ my...” and she spotted me. She began to blush “Well, hello Mr. Summers ... I ... I didn’ know yew was here ‘r I’d ‘ave put on some better clothes.” It was easy to see her heavy breasts swaying under her button-down pajama top with each movement of her body – the nipples began to harden and make themselves known.

“Hello Tami”, I said. “Your grandfather and I were just talking about you.”

“About ... me?” her voice softened and blush deepened.

Doc began speaking to the girl, his tone had softened also. “Tami, honey, I told Mr. Summers that you want to have a baby.”

Showing no embarrassment, she nodded dumbly while her eyes hungrily roved over my seated form.

Doc continued, “ ... and you know that I’ve talked with your Mom and Dad about it also. You already know that they’ve given permission for you to try to conceive ‘the old-fashioned way’. Mr. Summers is aware of this too and he has some questions for you, okay?”

Tami’s head snapped up so her eyes could meet mine. “Okay...” she said, a slight quiver in her voice.

“Come over and have a seat on the couch, Tami.” I said, pointing her to a seat opposite me. That way, I could look across the coffee table at her and gauge her full reaction to my questions, something Gladys had wisely suggested.

Once she was seated, I began. “Tami, I need you to answer some questions for me - and it’s very important that you be honest, okay?”

“Yes sir”, Tami replied.

“Okay, first – are you a virgin? Have you had sex with a boy or man before?” I asked.

“I ain’t a virgin. I done it wi’ Clem a bunch o’ times, back home.”

“Did you let him finish inside you?” I asked.

“I wouldn’ say I let ‘im – he jus’ always did ‘is business real quick an’ he’d shoot it wherever he wanted. Sometimes in m’ pussy, sometimes in m’ mouth, sometimes on m’ boobs.”

“Are you taking any kind of birth control? If so, when did you take it last?”

She shook her head, saying “Naw, I ain’t never been on th’ pill. Daddy says it goes agin God’s law t’ do ‘at. Grampa even tried t’ change ‘is mind an’ git me on the pill, but he wouldn’ hear of it.” It sounded like a minor miracle that the girl wasn’t already carrying Clem’s baby.

“Okay Tami. Thank you for being honest with me. Before we can continue, I need to make sure we have an understanding about a few things, okay?” I asked, hopefully.

“Okay.”

“Since you started talking about trying to have a baby, has your grandfather mentioned me at all?”

“Yes sir. He said he knows yew got good swimmers, ‘cause he checked yew out himsef at th’ clinic”, Tami stated. “He also said yew got big equipment. I reckon ‘at means yew got a real big dick, don’t it?”

It was my turn to blush, “Well ... it’s ... pretty good sized”, I admitted, sheepishly. “The next thing I need to know from you, Tami, is whether you would want me to help you make a baby.”

She almost interrupted me, “Yes! Yes I would.”

“Why don’t you see if you can find a boy closer to your own age, Tami? You’re a beautiful girl and I’m sure there must be a lot of guys that would kill for the chance to have sex with you.”

“They’s a few. But I want a older fella like yew t’ hep me – somebody who’s done it a bunch an’ knows what ‘ey’re doin’ - not like Clem. An’ I done already asked my Daddy and grampa; Daddy said he’s scared o’ inbreedin’ ‘cause it makes retard babies an’ grampa said he’s too old t’ make a baby. Are yew gonna hep me, Mr. Summers? Shawna tol’ me yew an’ her did it a bunch o’ times an’ she said yew got a real big dick! I cain’t wait fer yew t’ push it inside o’ me.”

“Whoa! Slow down just a bit, Tami. We’re not done talking yet. You need to understand that I cannot be your boyfriend or husband or anything like that, okay? If we do this, it will be purely sexual, no relationship. Are you alright with that?”

She seemed to think about it for a minute, then nodded, “I’m fine wi’ that, Mr. Summers.”

“Good. Lastly, I need you to understand that if we’re successful and you get pregnant, you’ll still need to go back home when it’s time and I won’t be coming with you. I have no intention of making a bastard child and abandoning it, but I also can’t promise I’ll be there emotionally – if at all. That’s a lot to take on by yourself. Are you sure you’re okay with it? Please think carefully before you answer.

“Can I go t’ my room an’ thank about it fer a while?” I noticed she looked at Doc when she asked the question.

“I must admit, I’m surprised that you’re thinking this through somewhat rationally, Tami”, Doc said. “Yes, honey, you can think it over as long as you need. That’s the smart approach.”, Doc correctly answered for me.

With that, Tami rose and swished her way back down the hallway before closing herself in her bedroom.

Doc looked at me and said, “Jim, I don’t know what I expected, but that wasn’t it”, and chuckled. He rose and slapped me on one shoulder before walking into the kitchen, calling to me, “I’m gonna have a cold beer, Jim, you want one?”

I happily accepted and we retired to the back porch to sip our beers while I enjoyed a smoke. For the next half-hour or so, we talked about the upcoming football season and our expectations for the local college team. Soon enough, Tami stepped out on the porch, having changed clothes into ... fewer clothes. She was now adorned in only a pair of cotton panties and an over-burdened bra.

Standing directly in front of me, she said plainly, “I thought about it s’more an’ I thank I’d like t’ have yew put a baby inside o’ me, Mr. Summers.”

I slowed her by saying, “I thought of one more thing for you to consider, Tami. It’s probably not a big deal to you, but I have my reasons for requiring it – you can’t advertise that I got you pregnant. If someone asks you, feel free to tell them I’m the father. But don’t just go around announcing it to everybody. I don’t want anyone else’s feelings to be hurt by this, even by accident. Do you understand?”

She nodded, “Yew want Shawna’s fam’ly t’ know they matter the mos’, ain’t ‘at right?”

“You’re a pretty smart cookie”, I said. “That’s exactly right.”

“Well, that’s my cue folks”, Doc announced. “I’m gonna go down to the office for a bit - ya’ll don’t need me hanging around for this part. Tami, remember that you promised Louise and Daisy we’d join them for dinner tonight. You better meet me there at 7 o’clock like we agreed, alright? Don’t make me look like a fool.”

“I ‘member, grampa”, she replied, her eyes never leaving mine. I casually looked at my wrist watch and noticed it was about 12:45pm.

Not long after, Tami and I heard the garage door open, then close again, signaling the house was ours without distractions. She stepped forward and sat across my lap, her legs dangling off one side. “Mr. Summers, ‘zit alright if I call yew Jim if we’re alone?”

I nodded.

“Thanks. Now I need t’ know sump’n from yew ... Shawna tol’ me yew only like girls that ain’t got pewbs. I ain’t never shaved mine, but I’ll do it if yew want me to ... if’n yew’ll hep me.”

Secretly scolding Shawna for gossiping, I replied, “Tami, it’s not that I don’t like pubic hair on a lady, it’s alright if a woman as it. But I do prefer no hair down there, because makes it more fun to put my mouth on a woman if I don’t have to pick hairs out of my teeth.” I smiled again, letting her know it wasn’t a deal-breaker.

Continuing, I said, “So you should do what you want, Tami - it’s your body after all. But if you decide you’d like to try shaving, I’ll be happy to help you the first time.”

She seemed to mull this over for a moment, then stood and grabbed my hand, pulling me upright. “I wanna see what it feels like. Let’s go in th’ bathroom an’ yew can show me how t’ do it.”

I happily followed her until we reached the bathroom. At which point, I told her to get a fluffy towel and put it on the vanity, a washrag, a razor and some shaving cream. “Jim, I don’ thank yew unnerstan’ – I ain’t never trimmed it ‘r nothin’. It’s kinda beastly down ‘ere.” Noting this, I asked her to go get a pair of sharp scissors also.

Standing in front of me again, I asked her to remove her panties and sit on the vanity towel. When her panties dropped, two things were abundantly clear. One, she was extremely aroused already. The air was thick with the scent of her tart teen juices. Two, she was right – her pubic patch was beastly. A thick and unruly thatch, for sure.

I ran some hot water in the sink and dunked the washrag in it several times. “I’m gonna put this on your pubic hair now, Tami. The warm water will help to soften it, so it’ll be easier to shave in a little bit, okay?”

She nodded and spread her thighs, inviting my touch. I put the washrag over her entire pubic mound, allowing the hair to soften for a few minutes. Then, using the scissors she’d provided, I trimmed back the hair carefully and applied a thick lather of shaving cream before using the razor to slowly take away all signs of a muff. Her gorgeous vulva was allowed to show its slight puffiness, while hiding her inner lips. Having her flip onto her knees, I shaved around her little butthole as well, leaving her clean enough to eat, front to back. Then I told her I’d wait in the living room while she took a quick shower to remove any excess shaving cream or loose hair. “But before I leave - I’ve been thinking about what’s inside that bra since I first saw you. Why don’t you show me right now?”

Tami’s expression changed just a little, pride showing in her posture. Clearly, she believed she suddenly had some level of control over me and was thrilled about it. Without batting an eye, she reached behind herself and began unhooking the utilitarian garment. “I wondered how long yew was gonna wait t’ see ‘em”, she smirked. Once the hooks were no longer keeping the boulder holder in place, she let it drop to the floor, raising her hands above her head proudly, “Ta-da!”

“That’s ... those are ... mighty nice, Tami. You should be proud of the gifts you’ve been given.” I stammered.

“Well, yer gonna git t’ play wi’ these gifts pretty soon, Jim. I’ll come git yew soon’s I’m ready”, she said and pushed me into the hallway, closing the bathroom door between us.

Not knowing how long she’d take, I decided to grab another beer and a smoke on the back porch. I had finished up and was sitting, waiting in the living room again when she padded out to find me. She was cute, no doubt about it. Not as classically pretty as Angel or Shawna – but really cute in a ‘girl next door’ kind of way. Of course, very few people had ever been lucky enough to live next door to a girl as generously curvy as little Tami. At 15 years of age, her hips were only just beginning to show signs of widening, barely. And her swaying tits hanging cantilevered over her flat tummy just set off the entire package.

“I fig’red yew’d like my boobies, Jim”, she smirked again. “Shawna said yew like knowin’ the size o’ her boobs too, so yew oughta know that bra I was wearin’ a while ago is a 32DD.”

Involuntarily, a small whimper escaped my lips. “That’s ... impressive.”

“Thank you, sir”, she bowed as if one of us were royalty and we both giggled a bit at her playfulness.

I laid her on the sofa and pushed her legs apart so I could apply some lotion to her newly-hairless mound. This elicited a barrage of moans from young Tami. Once I was confident I’d covered and massaged the entire area, I moved my face up to hers and kissed her slowly, but with passion. “Do you want to go to your room, sweetie?” I asked.

“Uh-huh”, she nodded.

She led me there and helped me to disrobe. For effect, I kept her from removing my boxers until my other clothes were already discarded. I pushed down on her shoulders a little, leading her to her knees and directly in front of my crotch. “Take off my shorts now, Tami”, I told her.

With hands slightly trembling, she grabbed the waistband of my boxers and pulled down, releasing my turgid length and allowing it to bob inches from her lips.

Her voice was barely louder than a whisper, “Golly! Shawna was right ... it’s hee-uge!” She grabbed the shaft with both hands and looked up to me, “D’yew want me t’ suck on it firs’? I don’ mind.”

“Mmm, I’d like that”, I replied while silently wondering how much Shawna had shared with Tami and if it would later be a problem for me.

Her methods made it clear that Tami had very little experience. While her enthusiasm was arousing, she used no suction at all, just running her mouth back and forth wetting the little bit she could fit inside. Her hands did not move or stroke the remainder of my shaft, but stayed locked in place. If this was all it took to get her fuck buddy Clem to shoot a load, then he was obviously inexperienced also.

She took her mouth off me long enough to ask, “Am I doin’ it right, Jim?”

In that moment, she seemed so sweet that I didn’t have the heart to disappoint her. “You’re doing fine, sweetie. If we have time later, I’ll give you some pointers so you can get even better.”

She seemed pleased enough with this, so I pulled her up and told her to get on the bed. “Lay back on the bed, sweetie. Show me your pussy ... mhmhm, so pretty. Show me how you play with that little pussy to make yourself cum. C’mon, honey, show me...”

For a few moments, I thought she was too embarrassed to continue, then she slid one hand to her slippery gash and began to rub two fingers around and around her clit. I stood at the edge of the bed, between her legs and stroked my cock slowly, using the spit she’d left behind as my lube.

As the top of her chest began to redden and her thighs began twitching, I moved forward, “Move your hands, honey. I wanna taste your little pussy”, and I planted my mouth over her slit, sucking gently.

“Ohhh!” she whimpered, and immediately pulled my head tighter to her crotch, wrapping her fingers in my hair. Soon, I latched onto her clit and began sucking intently and I inserted two fingers in her juicy quim. Tami made only a strangled “huhn” sound, then her muscles locked. For a minute or more, I stayed locked between her young thighs and slowed my efforts on her clit as she came down, the muscles in her thighs and stomach convulsing.

“Oh ... dear sweet Jesus ... yew gotta hep me ... I don’ never want it t’ stop...” she babbled.

Leaving her little pussy alone while her orgasm took its time passing, I moved upward to take her right nipple in my mouth, and the mauled the other breast aggressively using my right hand. Her convulsions seemed to return for a moment before slowing again.

“Can we do it now, Jim?” Tami quietly asked. “I ain’t never had a cum s’good as ‘at one. An’ I fig’r I’m as wet I’m ever gonna be right now. I’m afraid if we wait, I won’t be able t’ git yer big dick inside o’ me.”

I really wanted to watch this teen ride me and experience told me it would be better for her if she could control the depth and speed of the ride, so I maneuvered our bodies with that in mind. Lying on my back, I pulled her over me, straddling my groin with her soft tits pressing into my chest, she began eagerly grinding her labia and clit against my thick hardness. I couldn’t force myself to wait longer and told her, “Tami, raise up so you can get the tip of my cock in your little pussy, baby.”

She did so and allowed a few moments for the head of my dick to pop inside her, causing her to wince and her eyes to pop open wide, “Oh! Jesus Fuckin’ Christ, Jim! I feel like yer gonna split me in half!” she yelled as her arms and thighs began trembling.

“Just breathe, Tami ... and take your time. There’s no rush.” I ran my hands across her back and over all parts of her I could reach, consoling her. “You’re doing really well.”

She tried to push down again, “Fuck! It’s so big! No wonder Shawna cain’t git it all inside hersef. Jim, I hate t’ break it to ya’, but I don’ thank they’s a woman alive that’d be able t’ git ‘is thang all th’ way inside.” That comment made me smile to myself, knowing there were at least two (Shawna and Angel) who could do exactly that. Also, it told me that Shawna’s gossiping only included stories about herself, not the whole family. That pleased me – and I was proud of Shawna for not airing other people’s dirty laundry.

It seemed like hours, but probably only took a few minutes, until Tami was eventually able to relax enough to get more of my dick in her warm, wet hoo-hah. It started as just the head, then little more, then a couple more inches. I’m guessing I had a little more than 4 inches in her (plus the head) when I bumped her cervix. “OW! Damn it! I finally start gittin’ yer dick in me an’ yew hit the back o’ my pussy!”

“That’s your cervix, honey. That just means I can’t go deeper. You’ve got as much of my cock in you as your body will allow. Remember to relax and breathe. Is it starting to feel good now?”

“Oh yeah! Shit yeah ... yer big dick is stretchin’ me out, Jim. An’ it hurts ... but it’s a good kinda hurt”, she replied.

I looked up at her and grabbed her breasts again, toying, pawing and playing with those round teen funbags. “You’re in charge of this part, sweetie. You can go as fast or as slow as you want. And I’ll make you a promise – for this time only – I won’t cum until you’re ready.”

Her eyes got big, then narrowed a little and I saw a look of doubt cross her face. “Yew can do ‘at? I thought fellas had t’ shoot as soon as they could ‘r they’d get blue balls.”

I smiled, “That sounds like a story I would have told when I was a lot younger. No, honey. With enough experience, a man can last for a long time. Not forever ... but a lot longer than you’re used to.”

“Oh boy ... I could git used t’ sump’n like ‘at. Clem jus’ jerks around ‘til he cain’t hold it no more an’ then he spurts. ‘Til t’day, I ain’t never had no orgasm ‘less I was rubbin’ on mysef. Hmm. Yew got me tempted t’ see how long yew can last”, she grinned devilishly. “But my pussy’s already kinda sore. So I don’ mind if yew wanna cum in me whenever yer ready.”

“Alright, sweetie - here we go”, I said as I grabbed her hips and began raising and lowering her onto my thickness rapidly, doing my best to avoid bumping her cervix. Tami eyes rolled back in her head for a moment then her upper body fell forward onto my chest while I continued to raise and lower her hips, using her little pussy to jerk myself off. Soon, I found the magic point and told her, “I’m gonna cum, Tami. Last chance ... are you sure about this?”

Her face was pressed into my neck, but I heard her faint voice, “Yes ... cum in my pussy, Jim. Gimme a baby ... pleeeeaase.”

My balls clenched and I erupted with a sizable load of nut cream – straight toward her womb. Her hips and stomach muscles began convulsing again, tiny “hu ... huh” noises escaping her. After I was spent, I pulled my dong from her dripping snatch, allowing a deluge of jizz to rain out of her.

Still weakened, she let out another moan and rolled to my side, pulling her knees up to meet her breasts. “Momma said this is the best way t’ make sure the baby makers git t’ where they’s s’posed t’ be.”

“I’m gonna grab a quick shower. I’ll be right back, okay?” I asked.

She nodded, keeping her eyes closed, a crimson blush still covering her face, neck and upper chest.

After a quick but refreshing shower, I checked the time – almost 4pm. I decided to leave the decision to Tami. “We’ve got time to try again, if you want”, I told her. “Or I could try to swing by later this week.”

She shook her head adamantly, “Much as I wanna, I don’ thank I can do it agin right now. Shoot, I can barely feel my legs.”

“That’s alright, I understand. If you like, I can stick around for a while and help you get over to Louise’s for dinner with your grandfather.”

She thought about it for a minute. “Jus’ gimme a few minutes t’ make shore I can walk.”

And after a few more minutes of lying on her back, holding as much of my cum in her pussy as gravity would allow, she rose from the bed gingerly. Clearly, she was already sore and that would likely be more acute tomorrow.

“Let me run you a hot bath, so you can soak and relax those muscles, Tami.”

“Yer sweet, but naw, I’ll do it”, she answered. “But thank yew, Jim. Are yew serious ‘bout comin’ back so’s we can try agin? Once my pussy ain’t sore, I shore would like t’ git yew inside o’ me agin.”

“Yes, I’m serious. How about this ... I’ll plan to come by once a week until it’s time for you to go home and back to school. How does that sound?”

She closed the space between us and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling herself close. I returned the hug and felt her ribs begin to shake. She was crying! Not full-on sobbing, but little sniffles and a few tears.

“Are you okay, Tami? I’m not gonna leave here if you’re not alright”, I told her.

“I’m okay, I promise. Jus’ ain’t no fella ever been s’ nice t’ me ‘fore, ‘cept my Daddy. An’ I cain’t git him t’ put ‘is dick in me. I’m s’ jealous o’ Shawna! She gits t’ have fun wi’ yew and I gotta go back home. I shore wish I could find a fella like yew ‘round my hometown.”

“Maybe”, I smiled, “that guy’s already there, just waiting to meet a cute girl like you.”

“You thank his dick’s as big as yers?” she asked, smirking.

I chuckled, “Maybe so. Then again, you might fall in love with someone who’s not packing as much as I am. And you might find that the size of his penis isn’t everything ... as long as you make each other happy, that’s what really matters.”

I started tickling her sides, causing her to giggle. “Plus, if he’s anything like me, he’ll try to be a gentleman as long as he can, but eventually, he’s gonna have to get his hands on these big titties of yours.” I grabbed both her nipples and pulled gently. Her giggling turned into roars of laughter. I kissed her once more and made my way out of the house toward my truck.

I met Tami at Doc’s house once a week for the next 3 weeks, depositing as much of my cum in her hot little box as her body would allow. By the last encounter, she was getting used to my girth, but never was able to fit half of my length inside herself. She did improve her cock sucking skills though, it just took some patient hinting and direction on my part. I was sure the next guy would enjoy the improvements in Tami’s abilities, whether it was Clem or someone else.

More than a month after she’d returned home, I ran into Doc at the grocery store. He told me that Tami’s mother had called with the news that Tami was pregnant – missed period, morning sickness ... the whole nine yards. Doc had spoken to Tami directly and she swore she hadn’t had any sexual contact with anyone since me. “Congrats, Jim! Looks like you’ve got another kiddo on the way”, he punched my bicep good-naturedly.

I suppose he could see my trepidation in my eyes, because he immediately informed me that Tami’s father had made it clear that he didn’t want any other men around Tami at all. “Tami’s mom, my daughter, she said her dad’s been fuckin’ Tami himself now – since she’s already pregnant. Can’t say I’m completely on-board with the idea ... but it really isn’t my decision to make. As long as they’re all happy and healthy, I suppose. Regardless, you shouldn’t worry about any obligation with Tami or the baby. You did your job and you can rest easy.”

“Well ... thanks for the update, Doc”, I said. “Say – from time to time, if you wouldn’t mind, I’d like to know how Tami and the baby are doing. I don’t want to cause any trouble for her. It would just help ease my mind some. Does that make sense?”

“Sure thing, Jim. No problem at all”, he smiled and we shook hands before returning to our errands.

Once the outside work was completed at Sherry’s place, my hands-on labor began. Overall, it took me just under 3 months of solo work to install the hot water heater, shower/bathtub combo, a bathroom sink and vanity, a new sink in the kitchen, all the associated hardware, a washer/dryer combo. As with any home project, there were unexpected snags that meant additional parts or tools had to be wrangled and those issues always added more time to the effort. But when all was said and done, the bedroom I’d converted was large enough to comfortably fit all the non-kitchen appliances, with room to spare. And at the risk of sounding boastful, the resulting handiwork looked more professional than I expected.

Gladys and Sherry’s father had done all the electrical work himself when the house was built, years ago – and had done a very nice job of it. In addition, he’d installed built-in electric heater units in one wall of each room except the family room, which had a fairly large fireplace. The electric heaters did a pretty good job of cutting the chill, even if they were a bit antique by the time I needed to use them.

My part was completed none too soon, as late autumn set in and brought the first frost. The trees changed out of their summertime garb of deep green into vibrant shades of red, orange and gold. Thankfully, there was no need to trek down to the stream and freeze my nuts off every morning.

As I had promised Gladys, we moved into Sherry’s house when my work was complete. One happy, growing family under the same roof. The rules Sherry had proposed several months earlier seemed to work well for us; I stayed clothed as a rule, even if only wearing loose pajama pants in the mornings. The ladies were free to follow the same routine they had before meeting me. Namely, they were naked in the house or the back yard, but clothed any other time.

Before long, a delicious sort of pattern began to take shape in the household: Many mornings (but not all) Gladys would wake me with her mouth on my thick dong, eventually taking my seed on her tongue. When the girls got home from school and finished their homework, I would spend time with one or both of them. Angel still begged me to cum inside her, but didn’t have permission from Sherry, so I continued to shoot my load across her tits, her face or on her little butt cheeks. Shawna continued to take my seed in her pussy most of the time. Some evenings, Sherry would join Gladys and I in bed occasionally, throating my cock or taking me fully inside her pussy until I was ready to burst. Sherry would then order me to jam my meat in her ass while she licked Gladys’ gooey slit until I exploded and sent my jizz over both of them. While Gladys’ belly grew with our child, she still wanted me to creampie her pussy regularly and I was happy to do so.

About halfway into her second trimester, Gladys was lounging in a hot bath while I watched TV in the family room and I heard her shriek, “Jim, yew better git in here, quick!” I raced to the bathroom to find her sitting upright in the soapy tub. She looked up at me, her eyes a mixture of panic and awe, saying “I thank my milk jus’ come in”. My dick sprang to full attention so quickly, I got a little dizzy.

“Look here!” she exclaimed while grabbing one areola in her fingers and slowly squeezing downward toward the nipple. Thin, watery streams shot from her nipple, hitting the faucet near her feet with enough force to ricochet in every direction. She continued to manipulate the same breast, producing similar jets while my mouth began watering. Her eyes were cast down at her own expansive chest, mewling groans escaping her lips.

Sherry burst into the room then, her eyes wide with fear, “Wha’s wrong? I heard Gladys hollerin’ an’ I come runnin’!” Then, she followed my eyes to Gladys’ now dripping teats and smiled. “I was wonderin’ when ‘at was gonna happ’n. Hell, firs’ time it happen’d fer me, I was by mysef an’ didn’ know what t’ do! Whew! I was s’ horny, I felt like I couldn’ walk, so I jus’ sat ‘ere on the back steps an’ pawed at my titties ‘til they was dry. Lordy ... hard t’ b’lieve ‘at was more’n 16 years ago, back when Shawna was in m’ belly.”