I sucked in a giantbreath of air, only to expel it once again as the second stroke buried intomy flesh. I was bucking furiously within the constraints...allowed me, kicking my legsfrantically in a vain attempt to dispel the pain. My back felt as if a blowtorch had been held against it. I twisted and turned, trying to escape butonly managed to receive the third stroke in a position that allowed the tipof the whip to bury itself in my right breast. If I thought the first two strokeswere painful, I. He licked, sucked and swallowed as it kept on and on. He had never seen the likes before and he was not a young man with no experience to draw from. Not only were her juices abundant, they tasted like a sweet nectar with an earthy tang. Ian could no longer hold back. Climbing up her body he entered her with a thrust. Still in the throes of her orgasm, Frans muscles gripped his hard cock as she wrapped her legs around his back and arched her body to meet his every plunge. He stabbed inside her. She ran her soft hands around my firm and slightly hairy abs and chest. As I stood there in only my Levis she leaned in and began to kiss my stomach. Her lips felt so soft and wet as she kissed me allover. I ran my hands through her thick dark hair and let out a moan. She was looking up at me from waist hieght as she kissed me making eye contact the whole time. By now I was sporting a full hard on, easily noticable through my jeans. Lauren either hadn't noticed or was afraid to acknowlage it. I. But he loves the amount of money I make from selling my breast milk. I can't even begin to tell you how sensitive my breast have become. My body is so round. My skin so soft and smooth. I just wish I could become pregnant. All this milk producing has made me want a baby. So the baby can enjoy some of my milk. Please don't sue me over this. I'm so sorry I crashed my minivan into you." said Emma. My head was still racing. I was so turned on. I never heard of non pregnant women selling.