Page 2 of Her Italian Wedding (Sweet Treats 9)

This is where the older girl gets a devious look on her face.

“Yes, but say you meet a man, fall in love, and he gets you pregnant. Say you have the baby, and not only does the baby like to drink milk, but your partner does too. These bottles will come in handy because you can store breast milk for your baby while feeding your man. Both of them will have lots to eat!”

The other girls giggle while I flush.

“Oh my god, is that what you’re doing with Tyler?”

Layla nods with satisfaction, and for the umpteenth time, I notice how large her bosom has become ever since she got pregnant.

“Oh yeah,” she says coyly, cupping her girls suggestively. “These babies are feeding two guys: my baby and my man,” she adds with a wink.

The girls gasp and giggle even more.

“So all the lactation rumors about you guys are true?” asks Alizeh, her eyes wide. “Tyler’s drinking your milk too?”

Layla nods proudly.

“Yes,” she says. “I enjoy it to be honest. I love feeling my man’s lips on my ruby nips, and let me tell you, we often do that with milk streaming everywhere.”

I giggle, so titillated.

“Oh my god, that sounds hot. I had no idea that breastfeeding could be so naughty. You go, girl! Does anyone else do that too? I know we’ve had quite a few babies born lately.”

With that, Naomi smirks conspiratorially.

“Well, I haven’t had a child, but if you open my gift, then you’ll see what my dirty story is,” she says, nodding to a sparkly turquoise gift bag next to my chair. I peer inside and my eyes almost pop out of my sockets.

“Wait, but what are these?” I ask, reaching in before holding up two black pieces of rubber. My hands go through them, and they look like five pound weights, but they’re not. Their purpose is unclear. “Is this exercise equipment of some sort? In case I want to get in shape while I’m in Italy?”

“No silly,” interrupts Megan. “Can’t you tell? They’re wall grips, so that you have something to hang onto when the going gets unruly.”

I stare at Megan and then back at Naomi.

“Are you serious?”

Naomi nods smugly.

“Definitely, girlfriend. What do you think I was holding onto during my first time with Andrew and Aaron? My ride on the washing machine was rough and tumble, and I needed to brace myself while getting pummeled from below.”

I gasp because of course these are wall grips. I should have recognized them immediately. You bolt them onto the wall, and then hold on while your world is being rocked by a man, or in this case, by two men. Naomi met her boyfriends Andrew and Aaron while she was enjoying a toy at the Lodge’s laundromat, and let’s just say it was a miracle she didn’t fall off from an overload of pleasure. I smile coyly and slip the black rubber implements back into the bag before tucking it under my seat.

“Thanks,” I say with a wink. “You’re right, these are going to be really useful, and I have no idea where I’d find them in Italy. Good foresight.”

Naomi winks right back at me and then holds her hand out for a high five, which I return.

“Do they run with the bulls in Italy?” she asks idly. “That could be fun. Or is that Spain?”

“I think it’s Spain,” chirps Megan while nodding. “But with the way this party is going, Melissa’s going to need several bulls just to use all these gifts!”

We all laugh, and then another package is thrust into my arms.

“Me next!” says Natalie with a whimsical smile. “My gift is more of a gag gift, but I hope you like it anyways.”

I smile at her and unwrap the red wrapping paper. Inside, there’s a two-pack of toilet paper.

“Natalie, they have toilet paper in Italy,” I say with a droll smile. “Other European countries use bidets, but I think Italy is one of the ones that still has regular flush toilets.”

“Oh this isn’t for the restroom,” she says with another breezy grin. “Or rather, it is, but you won’t be using the toilet. You’ll be wiping seed from the corners of your mouth because you’ll be perfecting your oral techniques while using special holes in the wall.”

I laugh, because of course this is the perfect present from Natalie. My friend met her boyfriends Gary and Gascon while visiting the restroom with the blue door here at the Lodge. The blue doors are actually a code. They tell users that there are glory holes inside the restroom, and quite a few members of Dads and Daughters like to use them on a regular basis. Even though we all know one another, sometimes the added excitement of anonymous interactions is appealing. Plus, Natalie met her men through the use of glory holes, so really, anything can happen.

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