...." I groaned with a mouthful of breast and milk."Yeah baby! Feed your mother with your delicious cock milk." "mmm......" Give me your milk honey. M...mmy wants your milk!" she urged me running her tongue on her lips and trying to lean forward, toward my cock. "mmmm....." I goraned."I think I will mix it with some honey. Will that take the taste away baby?" she said lasciviously."AAAAAHHHH!" I came. I exploded. My cum shot up and then fell back on my belly and chest.Mom didn't wait. She rotated. 5inch h nd mota h mera lund wo usse mazae se hilane lagi maine usse apna lund muhh mai lene ko kaha toh pehle usne mana kiya lekin jab mera lund ek dum tight hogaya toh usse raha nhi gaya aur waha mere lund ko jor jor se chusne lagi kya batau yaaro kitna mazza aarha tha usne jaisa lund chusa tha aaj Tak mera lund waise kisi aur ne nhi chusa hai nd phr maine uski chut mai ungli daali uski chut gilli hogayi thi mere ungli daalte hi wo siskariya bharne lagai ahhhh uuuuum aaaahhh ki thodi der baad. Looking at the officers, moving through the station like controlled robots, their faces showed the frustrations and boredom of the job.Taking pride of place in the centre of the smiling pictures was the Chief Inspector, Mr John Taylor. The image showed a man with determination and pride written all over him. His tailor made suit, clinging to every curve of his frame, was a perfect fit. Aged in his mid-fifties, he looked toned and in good shape. Standing to attention, chest out and shoulders. Take my belly... stab me and kill me !' I say, like so many times before. 'Pleaaaaase.... give it to me... I need it, I must have it....' We have talked this way so many times, you know all the unbelievable, submissive things I like to say... 'I must be killed ! I must ! Kill me and slay your animal ! Kill your cow ! You know you must... you have promised ! Stab me... STAB ME !!!!! OH GOD...... I NEED IT SO MUCH ! I NEED TO BE KILLED, YOU KNOW I DO, YOU UNDERSTAND...... CUT ME OPEN !!!! SLICE.