We just went with the flow, we trusted each other to use safewords when needed. (Ever had a Dom yell the safeword at you because you were too pokey an... too bratty? I have! #ProudBrat ). And he could just make me submit, like magic. I mean, of course it is in me, to want to submit. I want to, I will, I am going to, just a little more teasing and poking. But he had the kind of presence where I was unable to not slip into subspace when he tried to guide me there. It was just boom, and gone I was!. Audrey moaned and shuddered, clutching him, getting one final peak from the excitement and sensations of the rolling pulses of Jesse’s seed coating her cervix. She knew better than to say anything, so she kept what she was thinking to herself, but she wished intensely that she wasn’t on birth control and Jesse’s seed could bear fruit in her. The urge to be bred had never before swept so strongly over her; she was surprised by the intensity! All she could do was clutch Jesse to her and watch as. Many of them wanted to suck my breasts and drink my sweet milk, and I got turned on more than normal when they sucked me. Once again, the word spread that I was lactating, and I was now in demand more than ever, even after my three month break from dating. It wasn’t long before Ed’s old bosses, Jim and Tom, wanted a piece of the action since I was now lactating, so they arranged for me to entertain them together, at a hotel suite in downtown Chicago. Both of these men had large cocks at eight. Bob stood up, took Jill's hand and pulled her to her feet. He led her close to Molly and Chet, put his arms around her and brought her to his chest. Jill's body stiffened when Bob held her close, but when he began to move with the music, she relaxed. Resting her head against Bob's shoulder, Jill followed his steps.Amber and Kyle danced together while Paul and Cindy watched. Jill felt Bob's hand stroke her back and let out a soft sigh. When Bob's fingertips began tracing the thin band of.