I glanced up and saw him standing in the doorway, clad only in the plush, white towel wrapped around his waist. His dark curly hair was still damp fro... his shower and he stood there with a frown on his face that actually made him look cute to me. "Awww baby," I pouted, putting on my best bimbo voice and expression, “does that mean we can't get a doggy woggy?" While outwardly I was being playful, inside my tummy was churning, as I knew that those plaintive howling sounds were from Hector, our. Fortunately, through the trial and error of many men beofre us, history has taught some the way to mend our bodies should we suffer injury, or how to deal with an unueasy psychological situation.Michael, on the other hand, was unique. A single entity. There are no more like him which he can draw on past and present experiences. He was alone in having to try to figure some things out for himself.Fortunately for him, though, he was created by man, in man's image. Unlike God, or another supreme. When he was facing difficulty doing so, he was slowly pressing her breast around her nipple. It was hardly causing any pain to Riya.After about 15 minutes of sucking, Shreyas was finding it difficult to take out any further milk from her breast. He then looked at Riya and said.Shreyas: Mom, it’s over.Riya (With a smile on her face): Thank you so much, Shreyas.Riya then went to take out his cock as she knew that Shreyas must be hard by now. But Shreyas stopped her.Shreyas: Mom, I don’t want this. We were still talking and she was responding naturally. In the meanwhile my mischievous fingers started releasing the buttons of her shirt. Now her breast expanded more and I slowly removed the shirt and put on the balcony door. It was dark outside and nobody can see what was going on the balcony. She was wearing a shimmy and I removed that too. She was fully cooperating by this time I placed her standing in front of me. I put my both hands under her knees and started rubbing softly upwards.I.