As Darla slipped on the the bra her breasts, the g-string dug deep into her cunt, which caused her to bite on her knuckle to stifle a low moan. When s...e looked in the mirror her fiery red hair accented perfectly the black tight bra and g-string, along with her matching black stiletto heels. Darla then walked out of the bedroom and walked up to her sex addicted boyfriend and kissed him deeply. She then looked at him and begged ‘please fuck me and make me your slut.’ She then led him into the. I gasped as the pleasure rippled through my body. My ass flexed. I wiggled back and forth. Daddy suckled hard on my nipple as he pressed my panties into my virgin pussy. He rubbed the cotton up and down my hot flesh.“Oh, Daddy!” I gasped, new delight surging through me. The cotton rasp of the panties against my hot vulva felt so much better than my fumbling fingers when I masturbated. “I love you so much, Daddy.”He popped his mouth off my nipple. He grinned up at me as he diddled my pussy. I. “This is making me dizzy,” said Ronnie. “If anybody would have said things would be like this at college, I’d have called them a liar.”“Things aren’t like this at college,” said Bob. “You two are in a unique situation. At least I’m pretty sure it’s unique.”“I agree,” said Alex. “I sort of doubt there are any other girls at this university who are trying to make their breasts produce milk for a baby.”“Not the way you are,” said Bob. “But there are plenty who might do it the usual way.”“You mean. Taylor made a pained face. “Quinn, I’m so sorry. Some people just-”“It’s not even Bryce I’m annoyed at,” I pointed out.Taylor stopped mid-sentence and gave me a weird look. “Did any of the other guys grab you too?”“No,” I clarified. “Bryce only approached me after Crystal dragged me outside and made me explain to her why Morgan was being silent about me. And she didn’t seem happy with my answer.”Taylor looked away guiltily but didn’t say anything.“And you and I know why Morgan probably isn’t my.