I wanted to do something crazy. I wanted to coax my breasts to make milk. When was the last time you heard of anybody doing that?”“Never,” said ...onnie.“Exactly, but Bob said it was okay to try. Think about that. He would allow me to feed his son with my milk. That’s pretty serious. And on top of that, just the process of trying has turned into something even more complicated. I never wanted to sleep with a man before. I’m going to do that tonight. I’m going to sleep with Bob tonight. I’ll be. You could really see her whole bra now through her blouse and I could tell she had nice tits for her petite size. It was obvious her bra was keeping them tight against her body and in no way was she trying to show them off. I was guessing that her titties were 34 with C cups. Perry and I talked while Becky prepared lunch. Perry works in auto parts sales. He has a territory of 500 miles and is gone most of the week visiting his clients. He told me he enjoys his job but doesn't like being gone so. Turnabout isfair play, don't you think?" She stared at him ominously as she thoughtabout Samantha's painting and the plight of women over the ages. "You'remy chattel," she suddenly said. "Anyway you look at it, you're more myproperty than anything else."Eric was too sullen to respond.Julia was on a roll, she wanted to hurt him further. "Unless you preferanother word, a bit too S&M for my tastes but I think it fits you justas well - slave."Eric winced. He could hardly believe what he'd just. Kissing the back of my neck he said you know I’m going to breed that ass of yours tonight. I said I can’t believe you haven’t cum. He started fucking me so hard that he was literally lifting me off the floor with every thrust. Fuck me, fuck me!!! I kept saying over and over. He said get on your knees and suck my cock. Taste your ass you little slut. I got down on my knees and looked up at him with my mouth wide open and my tongue sticking out. He slapped my face and tongue again and again with.