Breastfeeding you always made me feel kind of happy.Ajay: Can I suck on your breasts then?Mom: What? No sweety!Ajay: But why, mom? I think you don’t...like me that much the way you did when I was a kid.Mom (assuringly): No, sweety, I would love to breastfeed you, but I don’t produce milk anymore.Ajay: Then why was Mahesh uncle sucking on your breasts that day, mom? He looked like he was trying hard to drink your milkMom (Oh god, how do I explain it to this boy?): Sweety, that was just your. Emma was starting to sort herself out, perhaps it was the stabilizing effect of having a job and she was now seeing less of those weird friends of hers and spending more time with her cousins. Lauren and Lucinda may have been a bit flighty and career shop-a-holics, but they lived in the real world and were years ahead of Emma in the growing up stakes, probably the product of a traditional girl’s boarding school education. The three of them had always been very tight friends as girls and I was. So it was now half two and we were sitting in a quiet bar, blind drunk, lamenting the night. now in all honesty i cannot remember exactly the sequence of events that lead to this lol ( the price of boozing) at one point i noticed a pair of middle aged women sitting to the table next to us, full of booze courage i got to talking to them . finding out they were married, english, and older then our mothers and then they invited myself and my mate back to the house they were renting for their. Their mouths were right above my face and I could see their wet tongues swirling and licking at each other. Then he stopped kissing Mommy and immediately rammed his tongue into my mouth. Ive never kissed before but I tried to do what I saw them doing. I poked my tiny tongue out of my mouth and darted it across his lips, letting our tongue tips touch lightly before he pressed his whole tongue into my mouth. It felt so big in there and wet. He licked at my tongue and my teeth and sucked on my.