Jack passed on eight years ago, so now I have the place to myself. And of course, Oliver.” She smiled and reached down and stroked the black cat who...was resting by her feet. “I’m ninety-one now and expect to stay here the rest of my life.”We stayed for another hour and I gave her the small gift. She thanked me profusely and said that I should bring my friends back after the spring weather turned nice and we would have that tea party.Actually it was late May before we were able to do that, but. I seemed to remember a strange sexual dream. I tried to get up thinking I was at home and I should get up to go to high school, when I felt my breasts flop and hang swollen in front of me. It was then I remembered vaguely what had happened. I had been injected to make my breasts grow and fill with milk and they were standing out in front of me swollen with milk and the nipples totally puffed up, distended with milk and the suction of the milking pump. I reached down and felt my pussy lips, they. After he got off me, two of them grabbed me by the arms, lifting me up, bending me over a stack of wooden pallets and tying my hands behind my back using one of their belts. A third guy then started taking me from behind, vaginally thankfully and started fucking away at me again. I spent the next couple of hours either bent over some pallets or laying down on those sacks of rice and flour, with 10 or so guys taking turns fucking me. I wanted to stop as I needed to get dressed and back to the. Besides, your cock always gets hard when you eat me.”She sat on the couch and lay back and flexed her knees, spread her firm thighs wide, and melted as his tongue probed her pussy and worked along her slit.Everything between her shapely thighs fascinated him. He liked the way she trimmed the hair away from her slit, exposing the moist softness of her succulent folds. Her lips were thick and puffy and formed a small pout, and he spread them with his fingers and tasted the savory juice oozing.