I sighed and laid back on the bed, thinking how much more comfortable it was than that old futon I had. Lost in my thoughts, I almost missed the stra...ge sounds coming from the side of the room occupied by Devin. I looked over to see him on all fours, coughing, almost vomiting, and making a sound sounding something like a mix between a groan of pain and a growl, breathing hard as his body heaved. He’s going to hate me for lying to him…I thought. I told him what I was told. It doesn’t hurt.. ’ ‘Sounds good,’ I replied with a warm smile. I took a sip from the glass of water while she led me out of the kitchen and into the living room. ‘So,’ she started, ‘in the living room, we have this beautiful, Italian leather sectional.’ ‘Very fancy,’ I remarked with raised eyebrows. She giggled softly. The couch looked like it was brand-new. ‘My mom’s an interior decorator. Everything about her own home has to look perfect and spotless.’ ‘So I’ve noticed,’ I said as I looked around, impressed. Arilla started rocking slowly. I closed my eyes. I didn’t want her to offer me anymore milk. I had to talk to Suzanne about getting some coffee. Arilla was still rocking me and I felt my eyes begin to close for real. When something soft touched my lips I opened my mouth and automatically wrapped my lips around and began to suck. My eyes popped open and Arilla laughed, she had placed one of her nipples in my mouth and I was drinking breast milk. I’d always heard that breast milk was watery, but. He had often spoken about sex and other things i didn't knew what is is, while we are playing this games. Every day i was looking forward for this people and wanted to make all so that they would be longer playing with me. i have to say that i had no friends and my new mother wanted me to make the house chores. One morning i was masturbating in my bed when my new mother came in and told to me, that i am my fathers son and this cannot be for longer her interest to accept this. i was ashamed and.