"OH No Sean, we... can't... uughhh," she moaned putting her head up and reaching her hands down to push him back, but this time he didn't pull away. R...ther, he locked his arms around her abdomen and pushed forward further, now completely inside of her."No. Oh Sean, please, no," she said pushing his shoulders. He continued to suck on her breasts and began thrusting slowly into her. Although she was protesting verbally, her body was not."Oh... oh... oh... I'm... married... Sean... I... can't,". Placing it onthe bedside table plugged it in."Tonight we're going to see if we can solve the problem of you not havingbreasts. This is a milking machine mothers use to collect breast milk.Normally it pulses but I modified it. I think over time with nightly useand this special cream, your body will respond," she told me.She coated my chest with what looked like cold cream then placed the twoplastic cups over my nipples. Turning on the machine what chest flesh Ihad was sucked up into the cups.. Half of it disappeared this time, and it felt and looked fabulous. What she didn't have in oral skills her hands surely made up for. Dribbling lots of saliva down his shaft, she jerked and milked him expertly.Robert heard his boss grunting and looked over to see him pushing Joanna's head firmly into his crotch. He turned the camera in their direction and zoomed in as his wife clearly swallowed load after load before lifting her head and smiling up at the man that had just fed her his. You have never been to a masked ball before. You have been excited ever since Hugo invited you a month a go. You remember when you met on the internet. You had chatted online for months steadily getting more flirtatious. One evening Hugo offered to switch on his webcam. The conversation soon got around to sex and you had instructed Hugo to strip. You remember watching in amazement as he did everything you told him to. He was down to his boxers and you could see a huge bulge. You asked him to.