But I wanted you so that I would be gaping for you within moments. Over and over you would thrust, until the bed shook and my screams echoed through t...e room. I’d feel your breath on the back of my neck and your hands on my hips and feel perfectly content with the world, even though I was technically being violated. Then, after we both came heavily, we’d relax for a few moments, and then you would do my favorite thing in the world. You’d spank me. And it was so sweet. You would feel happy that. M. on a Saturday in October. I sit up in bed wearing nothing but a pair of pink Victoria’s Secret panties. I reach over and turn off my alarm and get out of bed and look into the mirror, inspecting myself, admiring my 17 year old body. My 5’4 107 lbs. frame, my messy long black hair, tan body, and perky 30C size tits. The perfect body of an athlete like myself. I decide to start my day like every other, with a shower. So I grab my hip length robe, which is downright tiny. It does manage to. I walked around the block and noticed that Mr Miller was out in his garden so I thought I would stop in and help him, like I always do. He was man in his early eighties and his wife had died some time ago. He said hi to me and I planted my ass right across from and spread my legs wide and started to work the cool dirt planting some plants. Mr Miller or Pappy as we call him was talking up a storm telling me about the different plants we were planting. Then he got quite and turned red and was. She looked down. They seemed to be growing. She felt her bra growing tight. Then she felt a tenderness in her nipples and a wetness on her chest. Of all things, she was lactating.She picked up the mass of clothes, baby and all, and walked back to her own room. The baby must have sensed the milk, smelled it maybe, because it began to make little sucking sounds.She put the clothes and the baby on her bed. With all the clothes piled around it, there was little chance of it falling. She.