He enjoyed humiliating me, or trying to. In truth, I felt little enough of that emotion when filled with my desires.I moved my mouth up and down, work...ng my tongue beneath the swollen head and shaft as it slid between my soft moist lips. I washed his prick eagerly, tasting the other woman, the dead one. Michel had been inside her while he'd fed, but he'd been saving himself for me. Waiting for me and I understood that he'd staged all of that for my benefit, killed the girl while he'd fucked. She was moaning and said that they really hurt from being too swollen and that the baby had been fed and couldn't relieve her and she had no pump or bottles to collect it. Of course, I sprang into action as did my cock in my pants. I clung to that boob and sucked as hard I as I could to bring the dripping to a solid stream of warm sweet milk. Milk ran down my chin too as her supply was amazing. We sucked away until she was drained pretty well and she said that it felt so good to have an adult. The other three would all be that, fantastically shapely well built women at least around our age (forties),but older or younger there are no rules here. The day would begin with us all meeting up in a house away from everywhere (so we all could play outside naked without fear of being overlooked if the weather permitted of course) after we had all showered and dressed , all of us would be dressed in the same manner, stockings suspenders , beautiful pants and bra or basque whatever as long as. When every kiss tastes of ashes and every touch burns, when every word falls on their hearts like a knife and in their bellies like a sickness. When I pass the elderly on the street, I see a companion. Fifty years older than me, yes. But I have been there. I know them. When I see the young, I feel lost. What is there in the world that could cause anyone, anywhere, to laugh like that? What is there in the world which could cause anyone, anywhere, to care so damn much? I see the happiness and.