By theend of the day, Jennifer could already tell that his production wasstronger than it had been that morning.A few hours after falling asleep after...feeding, Mark awoke to Jenniferstarting to suckle his breast."I'm hungry..." she whispered.After she drained him, Mark fed from Jennifer. And a few hours later,they did it again.As they got dressed to go on their run, Jennifer handed Mark a pink jogbra - matching the one she was wearing.He looked at it."Everything else is dirty," Jennifer said -. Melissa smiled, "God, we were made for each other." Tears sprang to my eyes I was so happy she liked what I wanted and wantedmy fantasies to come true. At the same time I was a bit worried that Iwouldn't be able to handle one of my stroke stories from jumping from aharmless story online to reality, but it was a little late to put the catback in the back in the bag if it was too much. Melissa started moaningand started chanting, "My own little cuckold sissy slut, oh god yes, yes!"I could feel. Please don't stop then she sucked on my balls while grabbing something out of the drawer, I felt her hands rubbing around my hole then she inserted one, then two fingers, I grunted in pleasure so then she put in a third which hurt a bit at first but as she moved it loosened up and started to feel great. There was so much precum coming out of my dick it was dripping all over the place and she was lapping it up telling how good it tastes and putting some on my lips with her finger. I sucked in. Only a very few empaths had an empath amongst his parents. And similarly only a very few empaths had an empathic child. Governments had many times secretly cloned empaths, in the hope of getting more empaths. All such attempts had failed. At Majgen’s time scientists believed, that empathic abilities were set prior to birth. In the womb. And that apparently the genes of the mother mattered far more than the genes of the empath itself. Statistically the chance for a newborn, born by a random.