I pulled at her nipple with my lips, and nipped at it with my teeth. Neena cried.Oh Mrs.Menon thats it, suck my tits, bite my nipples. I continued suc...ing Neenas breasts, and finger fucking her sopping pussy until I felt that she was getting close to an orgasm.At that point, I removed my hungry mouth from her breasts and said, You said you loved me didnt you Neena? Neena said, Oh yes, I do love you Mrs. Menon, I said, Thats good, because now I am going to fuck you Neena. Not knowing what she. Instead of rude, he became reserved. Insteadof petulant, he became ... pretty.Mary Jane remembered the way had Gwen had looked wearing a yellowdress, standing in the garden, smelling a flower. She was delicate andfeminine, pretty. To Mary Jane, part of Greg would always be the girlin that picture.It hadn't started that way. She remembered tossing a bra at him andhissing that his name was now Gwen."No," he had said. "I won't do it. No way." I'm afraid you will." I'll run away," he had. As she sips her coffee she talks dirty to me. This talk not only excites me but does horrible things to my manhood. The more she excites me the more these sharp plastic spikes tear into the flesh of my cock. Clearly she knows what she is doing otherwise she would stop taking and finish her breakfast.Then she hits me right between the eyes. She says she can’t wait until Sunday. She needs to get fucked NOW. She wants me but she points out that clearly my cock is worthless to her. Then she reaches. When we got to my house I had her sit on the sofa as I made coffee and I asked if she had k**s. She laughed and said "No why?" Then "Oh! The milk!" so it wasn't a dream. "I love having my tits rubbed and I do it alot. That started my milk some time ago and I just keep it going now." she explained. "I even drink the milk myself!" I could feel my face go flesh. I stuttered as I asked "What made you give it to me?" she simply said "You looked like you needed it and I thought it would take your.