"We are going to my place", Irene said. I thought that, wow, she is really going to do it."Ok, have fun", Cathy said."But hey, are you coming with us?..., Chris asked.Irene looked a bit worried about that idea."No, we can spend some time here and then go to Cathys or my place", I said."Yeah, come on", Chris insisted."Well, what do you think?", Cathy said looking at Irene."That's ok, let's go", Irene said looking almost sad and disappointed.So we went to Irenes place which was only a few blocks. Due to the almost constant suckling, as she entered her third month, her milk had begun to come in. At first it had been thin, grey and watery but due to his continuing, unrelenting demand, had soon become strong, white, creamy and copious. He only had to look at her now and she leaked! They had settled into a pattern of him feeding at her breasts in the morning before going to work and then again all evening. He would also fall asleep suckling and would often then “snack” u*********sly. Just you and me, together. Please don't fight me." "Okay." She lowered herself down and let my cock slide right into her cherry. "Oh, yes," she cried, as she vibrated and exhaled deeply. "It has been so long since my pussy felt a sensation quite like that." My entire cock penetrated her slit as she positioned herself onto her knees. Her hands landed on my stomach and her eyes came in contact with mine again. "Will you please grab my tits, Chet? I want you to feel them." "Yes, best friend," I. "I just don't know what you're waiting for, Sam," she sighed. "A boy like Josh doesn't stay on the market long." He's not my boyfriend, Monica!" I said, keeping my voice down because if Josh heard us I'd be totally humiliated. Him too, probably."Well, you know what?" she looked at me, like right into my eyes and she was serious."What?" I frowned at her, making sure she knew I wasn't happy at all with what she was saying."He should be, Sam." Mom snapped her jeans and zipped them up and I didn't.