If I chat with a guy from across the country, it's like he isn't real, you know? That's what the fucking phone is for, of course.Pretty quickly after ...ogging online, I started getting bombarded with whispers (IMs, or PMs, or bubbles, or whatever you want to call them). My screen name, 19yearoldslut, pretty much gets attention. I ignore most of them. But one of them was from a name I recognized, "Buckitz," it was the guy I was supposed to have phonesex with today.My creamy pussy shot a bolt of. I kiss his full lips passionately as I unbuckle his belt and unzip his slacks. I hop off the bar and gently tug him over to one of the tables by the windows. I sit on the table and again pull him close between my legs. I run my hands slowly up his sides and take off his shirt. He takes off my shirt the same manner and I unhook the clasp in the front of my bra. With my voluptuous tits before him, he buries his face in them and lays me down on the table. I can feel my pussy getting wet as he. “ Jenna!”“Come to mine around Nine O’clock then, I have some surprises for you too, that I would like to try out. There’s nobody else home so just come up and shout when you arrive. Then make yourself comfortable.”The line went dead and I just stood holding the phone. “Who was that then?” asked mum walking up behind me and catching me off balance, “Just J, Je, Just Jimmy” I recovered, he’s asked me to go round tonight for a film fest” I lied, still holding the phone and staring at the wall.. "Tom suckles and empties my breasts every night," Ann said, then couldn't believe she had.The girls audibly gasped, then sighed, almost in unison. Ann told them that Tom wasn't like their husbands at all when it came to sex and c***dbirth and breastfeeding. Tom was into it all and it was all part of their amazing sexlife.Her words hung in the air. The girls flooded Ann with questions, intimate questions. She had let the genie out of the bottle. Does Tom get hard when he suckles? Does Ann help.