I'm sure some memory of suckling at her when I was a baby was buried in my subconscious. But, this felt like a first. The first sight of her voluptuou... chest, the first touch of her soft warm nipple, the first taste of her sweet milk. I licked at her and let the initial flavor coat my tongue. She gasped slightly as I massaged her nipple with my tongue, then took it between my lips and sucked lightly, the milk coming out easily. I wanted her to enjoy it and didn't think of it as a sexual thing. I admit to having to quiet my heart and restrain myself from looking around.“Miss Emily… It’s great to see you!” as I turn, he gives courteous greeting to Oma, but his eyes barely leave me for her. Our eyes meet. I take him in in one glance. The JC Penny white shirt fits him well and the blue blazer does not, bought to be a little too large so that he won’t have to buy another as his shoulders do their final filling out. Khaki pants, brown shoes, clumsily polished over the laces, all draped. "Couldn't you see?" Oh God!" breathed Christopher and his hand went to her cheek. "Oh Andrea!"He bent forward and touched his lips to hers. That was it. Their arms went round each other and they clung together as tears of joy and relief poured down both their cheeks.At length they pulled back, gazed into each other's eyes and then, bursting into laughter, hugged each other again.Finally they disengaged and Andrea looked up at him her eyes sparkling. "I thought I invited you in for coffee, Mr. I told you you could watch only if you were quiet.'Jenna's questions stopped. Jill concentrated on my member, blowing me just like the night before. My sister's warm mouth felt phenominal. I started moaning and writhing; Jill didn't stop and Jenna leaned in for a closer look. She leaned forward in the chair with one hand pushed into her crotch. 'Ohhh, yeah, he likes it,' Jenna whispered. "Suck it, Jill. Yeah, suck Andy's cock.' The hand in Jenna's lap started to move. She began masturbating her.