I shivered as she did this. Knowing that soon I'd be feeding from those tits made me so excited. "So Mallory, are you ready for your gift?" She asked...."Yes, I am." I said happily. We both headed together, hand in hand, for the living room. When we got there, she turned to face me. "Before we begin, I just have to ask, why do you want me to breastfeed you Mallory? Is it just curiosity, or is it something more?" I had to laugh, mom was always so perceptive. She already had an idea this was more. Her almost black wavy hair hung right down her back swishing regularly across the most admired backside in the Australian country town of Hawksworth, an unchallenged status since her arrival a year or so ago. At least, that was the opinion of Susan’s dad.’No man with any sense will try to look that woman in the eye’ he had pontificated. ‘Not as long as she’s got those legs and that ass.’ ‘So’ repeated Maria ‘we agree that the inaugural get together of the thirty something professional women of. They were black and sweating, their small breasts swaying or like mine, jiggling, as they were firmer, their buttocks firm as they were without panties, and they offered it all the hundreds of young bucks getting hard for them.The waves of pleasure I felt was strong and I looked at my crossed thighs and was shocked as my panties had all but disappeared between my vaginal lips, little whisps of blond soft pubis showed, but the crude bunching of the thin cotton converging into my cunt was both. Suzie was not a virgin in one sense. She had shredded her hymen when she was six years younger on a perfume bottle she found on her mother's dresser. It had taken a toothbrush and some soap for her to get the dried blood off of the bottle because her orgasm that soon followed had left her unable to think of anything else but the fact she was only technically a virgin and how good she felt.She wondered if this plot would work with those guys. They were good friends with each other and always.