"I've started my eighth month," Julie replied."And you've already started lactating?" Yes, about 10 days ago. I have to pump twice a day at least." Co...ld I ... aw ... could I have a taste? Do you suppose?" Chief asked, panting like a puppy after a run."Sure, Chief. I've just been putting it in the fridge cause I wasn't sure what to do with it. I forgot to ask the doctor what I could do with it during my exam on Friday, cause she got me so upset."So saying, Julie handed Chief the container which. I started ripping her top off, pulling with all my might. As I did this, her Caucasian skin was now revealed along with a white bra she was wearing, showing her B-cup breasts. I then began tearing the bottom of her dress, and after the last shreds came off, her long Caucasian legs and white panties were now visible. The green dress sat below her feet all torn up while the commotion continued. Seeing her now with her bra and panties on, started to give me an erection. After she clawed at me for. As he licked the warm liquid from her nipples, chest and stomach she stroked him more quickly. “Faster, cuck or I’ll let you go without cumming. You haven’t cum in days, I bet you have a whole lot built up in there.” “Uhh, please,” he said into her breasts as he sucked her nipple. “Cum!” She commanded and grinded again down onto his chest and she felt him shudder. His body jerked and she felt his cock explode, the warm spurts of cum landing onto his stomach and some starting to leak onto her. With a fling of her short hair, she stepped to his side and was gone. ‘A problem, Mr. Connors?’ a sultry voice asked. Mike looked up and saw Principal Robin Walsh glaring at him with her stunning dark eyes. ‘No problem, Miss Walsh,’ Mike said, automatically. ‘Inside,’ she ordered. Robin Walsh was very tall, only a couple inches shy of six feet, with emotional dark eyes and fabulous jet-black hair that reminded Mike of his mother. She wore a dark jacket and skirt, a red blouse, and high heels.