I let you feel the pressure of my fingers as I continue to lubricate you, let it build, let you yield, until one, then two insistent fingers push thei... way inside you. My tongue assaults your clit once more, and your shiver drives my fingers deeper within you. Now my thumb finds its' way back to your pussy. No need to tease here. Your lips are wide open, waiting, inviting. I slide easily into your slickened hole. I capture our tireless little buzzer, and pinch it between my thumb and fingers,. "I felt a rush of something. Bob said, "Yes, that's the same hormone. Let it flood you, Sherry." He started milking my right boob himself. "The milk is ready, mother, it's flowing, waiting to come out and feed the hungry child. Give us your milk, Sherry! Give us your mother's milk!"He dropped his head and gently sucked the boob he'd been milking. "Milk!"Fuck! I felt it all the way to my toes! It was partly sexual and a whole lot of delicious memories. I really felt something flowing inside.. At home Tony and I sat to have more drinks and Ana went upstairs to dress something on more comfortable.She looked drop dead gorgeous as she came back, dressed only with high heels and a revealing black lace nightgown… nothing else.She sat down close to Tony and she placed her hand on his pants over his cock and began rubbing. Anthony kissed down her neck and began kissing and sucking on the top of her cleavage that stuck out from her bra. He started rubbing and squeezing her tits and then. ” Mel enjoys a spicy bloody Mary, I order a fuzzy navel and we talk quietly at a corner table. As we enjoy our drinks, the professional side of our conversation begins to relax. Melanie shares that she’s been happily married for almost twenty years, is a mother of two, and lives an overall happy life. I sip my drink and share personal details about my life as well, and we realize how much we really have in common. After my second drink, I’m sure that the traffic subsides, and I reluctantly bid.