After some deliberation, I told her my innermost thoughts about her.
She reached down and grabbed a diaper and began to unfold it.
I leaned forward and pressed my bare chest against hers and wrapped my arms around her.
She let us in and showed us around the house, but I don't remember anything she said, as my mind tried to picture her breastfeeding the baby.
Karen knew about my fantasies before this encounter, and she had role-played them with me several times.
ABDL / breast-feed / mom breastfeeding your baby /
Emily answered the door holding her 3-month old girl, and she was visibly frustrated. Honestly, I have had thoughts about you too. She pressed the diaper against my hips, and pulled the diaper tight by fastening the sticky tabs. It was a fall Friday afternoon, and Karen and I were driving back from our apartment at college to our parents' house for the weekend. My wife had our first child, and he had just turned 1 when we moved into our new home. It was OK with me, as we were still very sexually active.