"Chris? Oh, no, no! It can't be! Not you - you shouldn't be here, Chris!" I'm sorry," I said, "do I know you?"We were standing in a busy street in a t...wn I was visiting for the firsttime, and I had never seen this girl before, so far as I knew. Althoughthere was something vaguely familiar about her boyish figure that Icouldn't quite place."It's me, Chris, Keith! Keith Bradley! At least I was - I'm Miranda now.God, Chris, I never stopped thinking about you!"Keith?! I couldn't process this. Keith. "I'm getting close," DaQuan told Nabila. "Cum in my pussy with that Big Black Cock, DaQuan," Nabila said. This seemed to push DaQuan over the edge as he began grunting and thrusting his hips up into Nabila's fertile womb."Give me your black baby!" Nabila screamed in pleasure as DaQuan filled her with stream after stream of his potent black seed. Nabila was shaking in the pleasure of her own orgasm as her tight pussy milked every drop of cum from DaQuan's BBC."That was amazing," Nabila said as. She alternated between clutching Jeff's head and pressing her tits into his mouth and clutching Andy's head and working it around in her moist crotch. Goosebumps danced over her hot flesh, and she felt waves of orgasmic bliss splashing throughout her system.When she stopped bouncing, Jeff quickly pulled his mouth off her tits, pushed his brother aside, and buried his face in her soaked crotch. He moved his head frantically, his tongue fucking in and out of her flooding pussyhole. When he had. 
I got a few hits with the tag line “Prego used panties” and was amused at just how many I sold. 
Then another hit came in. It was simple: “She got milk?”
I shrugged it off. Yeah but who cares?
Apparently a lot of guys did. 
They were willing to pay $100 a jar if pictures of Jessica were included. 
“Jesus fuck.” I said, she looked over my shoulder. “Just do it Brad. What do I care?”
We made a thousand dollars that week. It wasn’t until I had her hooked up to machines, tits full and hanging as.