In my previous blog, I identified Serena as Sabrina. Maybe auto spell.
One week ago plus a few hours, we had a marathon breast worship session. Aisha, Serena and I working on Courtney and Megan. Out last chance with their real breasts. Courtney got so excited she even let my hand drift between her legs. Probably a bad idea, because she announced soon after I touched her entrance, she said that she and Megan had a long day, and terminated the breast worship.
After that, I was really looking forward to a threesome with Aisha and Selena. On the way to bed, Selena said she wanted Aisha to herself that night. At least, it was not a night that Wendy and Claire, so I had a bed. And a computer. Thank you, Melinda Miller, for helping me through that difficult situation.
I picked them up on Friday afternoon, wearing a couple of my t shirts that were big for me, and I took them to the place we would be using. It has a pool, and the family is in the Hamptons or someplace like that, and happy to have someone make the house look occupied. They got their shirts off, and managed to get some sun block on. When Serena came, she said a little to Courtney and Megan, and helped them take the bathing suit trunks off. They were so hopped up on the pain medications that they did not notice that Serena sat where she had an excellent view between their legs. I cannot complain of her taste.
They went in for a consult on Monday, and again next Monday. Mainly for pain, though Courtney is on a couple of Advil a day, and Megan is comfortable.
It had been mostly or partly cloudy this week, mostly or partly blocking the sun's breast healing rays. With the exception of angry red scars, from the bottom of the nipple running vertically to the bottom of the breast, Courtney and Megan look great! You would really have to know Courtney to tell her breasts are slightly larger, but Megan is much larger. They did this for themselves, rather for anyone else, so it is all right.