A moral question clawed at her heart, and she waited for an answer from within. She sat down on the chair beside the bed.“We’ll have to get you wa...hed, dressed and moving around, young man. Now the doctor’s gone.”“I know what you’re going to tell me, Mum,” he said.“You do? I don’t suppose that makes it any easier for either of us, does it?”“No.”“But you know something’s got to be done to relieve your tummy pains, don’t you?”“I guess so.” Jason indicated the cup of tea with his eyes and his. I broke the kiss, to continue my response, as Gary continued to tease my nipple. There is something very sexy associated with a young girl being felt up while she talks to someone. I mean looking my stepbrother in the eye, and trying to articulate my thoughts while Gary fondled my breast was uniquely arousing and sexy; it was an intimacy that I did not experience again until after I was married to my husband, Robert, many years later.“Okay. Tomorrow I will go to the clinic and get on birth. ” She took pride in her skills. She loved to suck cock almost as much as she loved to fuck. She loved swirling her tongue around the meaty flesh, flicking it against the head. Drawing his cock into her mouth, sucking on it, pressing the tip of her tongue into the opening at the end, the flavor of his pre-cum, all of it drove her wild. She wanted more and more of him in her mouth, she longed for his cum. And if that was all he wanted, she was fine with it. Most days. Not today. She needed his. “It all feels wonderful, Casey ... wonderful.”By the time her flow started to dwindle her heart was racing like it did when she was on the verge of an orgasm. With my left hand I began fondling her right nipple while I continued massaging her left with my tongue. Her panting became choppy — almost sobbing.She let go of my head and I held a small amount of her milk in my mouth. She rolled onto her back, her breasts and belly heaving as she panted, gradually regaining her breath. Andrea reached.