That feeling of her in my body wax intense. Janice withdrew her fingers now, eyeing the thread of clear viscous liquid that stretched between them. "L...uren , you're so wet!" She brought her slimy fingertips to her mouth and licked them clean.“Janice I want you!" I pleaded, I was desperate to climax. My hips were rocking back and forth as those fingers returned to the space between my legs. "Fuck me please!" She slowly eased her fingers inside me, so slowly, teasing me, I let out another loud. ” Anne looked very sad and vulnerable as she was speaking, “so after leaving university I started work as an accountant where I became drawn to another accountant called John who was about fifteen years older than me and we became very close friends and it ended with me falling in love with him but not knowing how to tell him until one day at his house when we were just standing in his kitchen talking I happened to look into his eyes and he just moved in and kissed me softly and I just melted. It felt like rejection. Then, my husband did something very loving. He bent his head down and suckled my breast. Neither of us planned for this to happen.The months that followed were some of the most intimate for us. He suckled my breasts every day. We researched erotic lactation and discovered other couples engaged in this intimate act. It was a special time for us every night, with both of us receiving pleasure through this new experience. I find it hard to explain except to say we felt. “Just kissing and touching. Do you want me to stop?”“No, that just felt odd.”I licked a different finger and repeated what I had done, pressing slightly harder. She shivered again. I moved and reached over to the drawer next to the bed and pulled out a small plastic jar. I dipped my finger into it and pressed gently against Kathy’s hole.“Steve?” she whispered, sounding confused.“Shh. Just relax,” I said.I pressed harder and my finger popped in. Kathy grunted.“What are you doing?”“Shh, it’s OK,.