“He needs to eat, he wouldn’t earlier. Is that ok, master?” I nod again and she sits in a rocker nearby and starts breastfeeding. I look on in w...nder. At first I’m turned on, but the feeling quickly changes. For some reason, I just feel at peace. At home. She’s so nurturing. I have nothing but vile and lustful thoughts normally. But in this moment, I just smile. A little while later, we put Adam back to sleep and head downstairs so we don’t disturb him anymore. We sit on the huge wraparound. Now it was going tobe reality, as she explained to her sister, she wasn't sure that shewanted spend that much more time with him. She had a hankering to be abit more like her sister for a while and let her hair down."I doubt that Terry is the sort of person who even understands thesaying," she complained to her sister, which was what sparked thediscussion."You know that there's a way to take charge and do what you want to do,don't you?" she asked."Well I don't think that would be too difficult. My urges so strong, so controlling, I would usually lay awake at night thinking about sucking cock, not able to fall asleep until I masturbated. Through the years, the feelings and urges only increased and became stronger. Barely a teenager, I secretly now only fantasized about cock. Fighting my urges, afraid of what family and friends might think, it was a few more years until I had my first experience with another male. I masturbated every night, sometimes two or three times to the thought of. .. I don't remember it that clearly but when I was about 8 a new girl and her family moved to the village she was 2 yrs younger than me so must have been about 6 at the time and she became part of our group, Her name was Emma she had thick dark brown hair nd very large brown eyes and a pretty mouth, she was slim and about average height for her age, Being the youngest we instantly terrorised her as kids do, for no apparent reason other than she wined alot, however I always felt sorry for her.