"I just mean," I said, trying to focus on the words as my body got distracted by his invasion, "I'm not built like normal women. I have parts that the... don't have."As if to prove the point, my cock slapped down on his flat stomach as I rode him. He touched it with his hand, and I gasped. I giggled, despite myself. "I mean, on the inside." I know," he said, smiling. It was the first genuine smile I think I've seen from him since we entered the apartment."I've never had a real man inside me until. He wasn’t quite sure what he did with all this creativity before stumbling across Literotica a few months ago. Now he was quite thankful for those wonderful people who created this venue! The new friends he had made through his writing was worth every hour he had spent at the keyboard. He only wished there was a market for smut writers that actually paid. He always chuckled to himself when he thought about that. Just looking at Literotica led him to think that there was no shortage of people. I went back down and took his erect phallus into my mouth, beginning on his plumb-shaped knob, which was oozing clear precum, then taking all of his beautiful, hard, seven inch shaft. He was softly moaning, head back, eyes closed. After getting him even harder, I squirted a little lube in my hand and then onto him. I climbed up and straddled his hips, placing his engorged knob against my eager opening. I slowly settled down, feeling him slip past my sphincter and into my waiting love channel.. .."is little baby hungry... does little baby want some milky? " Alix knew what that meant. The notion startled him and he becamenervous. Just thinking about the baby suckling at his breast again madehis breasts drip more milk. It must be a brain to breast reaction hefigured. The inside of his bra was getting wetter from his creamydischarges. Cynthia brought the baby downstairs and into the kitchen. She washolding her baby boy, gently bouncing him on her hip to keep him relaxedand.