He was my stepdad and why my mom married him I would never know. He wasn't ugly. He was huge. 6 foot 4 and 285 pounds of solid muscle. He was a very d...rk skinned black man with a full mouth. He was 43. He was a drunk and a womanizer. My mom was past the best years of her looks but was still an attractive woman. 5 foot 6 with light dirty blonde hair, carrying a little extra weight, and her breasts had started to sag. She had beautiful blue eyes and a gorgeous smile. She had had a progression of. The bar looked more like a pure drinking establishment. “Looks like we’ll have to make do with a packet of crisps.” In other respects however the place fitted Nicole’s expectations for it was clearly gay and had a mixed clientele of gay men and lesbians. There were quite a number of people in the bar but you had the feeling that it would get very busy later on. Feeling a little shy the two girls opted for a corner table in a little alcove where they hoped to be relatively unnoticed. It was a. I silently walked towards the kitchen and I noticed that she was pressing her boobs and pumping the milk out. Her boobs were fair and seemed very big like that of Mia Khalifa. She had closed her eyes because of pain and was moaning. I realized that her boobs were producing excess milk.So, I thought of a plan and slowly went behind her. Her eyes were still closed and she did not notice me. I placed my hands on her boobs and immediately started pressing them and also placed my raised dick on her. My temporary owners seem eager to see this as well and invite the on-lookers down to negotiate. Three new pairs of shoes join Daddy's, Sean's and his two friends' but I don't dare lift my head again to get a better look. Out of nowhere, a hand slaps down hard on my right ass cheek, causing me to pull my legs together defensively and scream in pain and surprise. The owner of the hand snidely comments, "Who the fuck trained this whore? She can't even stand still for a little slap on the ass..