Perhaps it was better to take her chances with Black Sun. With a sigh, she returned to her bedroll then added a few sticks of wood to the smoldering f...re. Digging into his parfleche, she searched for ingredients to prepare an adequate breakfast for them all. With some meat left over from the night before, she added it to the pot along with more of his herbs and vegetables. She wondered if he’d let them gather more food soon. If not, they’d run out. In another parfleche, she found their last. At best, it would take several monthsbefore you started producing enough to feed Melissa. BioDyne's animalsciences division has this hormone compound that is given to cows tostart and increase milk production. All the tests I've done has shownthat it should work on humans." she answered."So, you want me to grow a pair of breasts to feed Melissa?" You'd probably only develop A-cups. And given, your 6'5, 240lbs. frame,they would barely be noticeable," she said. Clearly she had given this alot. His prong was beautiful. It was at least a foot long and wrist thick at the shaft. The head, when he skinned the foreskin back, was bulbous and purple... She wanted it.She crossed the few feet to him, reached out and grasped it in her hand. The meat seemed to swell and expand within her grasp. It felt fantastic as she squeezed and kneaded it. That's the other thing I want, she thought. That kind of cock would at last satisfy me. She was sorely tempted to ease into the car with him and. She was more interested in that than in my resume. She really got off on the fact I wrote it. Dee is an artist and has incredible drawings of cocks and pussies, both in and out of action. The one page she read turned her on and so did the idea of illustrating it. After she read the whole story we began a series of phone conversations exploring each other's, what I thought were fantasies. Dee took me and my fantasies much more seriously than I ever imagined. This is the story of the trip she.