.."Good friends," he interrupted. "Yeah, I've been hearing that from youfor weeks. And you're as full of shit now when you say it as you were thefirst...time it stopped being true."Mindy reached out and put his hand on Derek's arm. "Derek, I don't knowwhat you're planning, but anyone with a half a brain who has seen you twotogether the last couple of months can tell you are in love with her. Andspeaking as your ex-girlfriend and an ex-woman, after seeing her thislast week around you I think she. We’d just go to classes early and sit at the back bench and talk for a while and after everyone leaves the class we’d get together again and chat in a corner. Every night there would be at least one phone call and a good night text with a kiss. One evening in class, we were just too intimate and I pulled her towards me and started kissing her. First our lips just touched and it was awkward for a while and then we adjusted and started exploring each other’s tongue. We were kissing passionately.. Thank you Master, may I have another?” she counted.(MS:)’No! This is supposed to be punishment, not fun. We will NOT cum from real punishment.’ “Nine. Thank you Master, may I have another?” she counted. “Ten. Thank you Master, may I have another?” she counted.With the eleventh blow, grunts turned to groans and on 15, grunts turned to screams; but she never missed a count. Matt was watching Kitten carefully as he administered her lashes. Her pussy was showing some signs of arousal, but not. Misty sighed erotically, but still tried to fight him off. As Russellsucked and kneaded her heavy tits, he was abruptly aware that he wastasting something. It was very familiar, but it didn't hit him what itwas until he heard his son moan like a slut. "Oh, not now. Daddy don'tdrink it, please! It's too much!"'Turned on' is such a paltry term to describe the magnitude of arousalthat Russell felt when realizing that he was drinking his own son'sbreast milk from his own son's huge udder-like tits..