Mai uske sare nipple nichode lena chata tha.maine sare nichode hi liye the tabhi wo jor jor se karahne(moan) lagi or boli jor se choso karan kab se ki...i ne nahi chusa hai inhe mera beta toh aaram se chusta hai tum jor jor se chaso nichode lo saara doodh.phir maine apni jabban nikal kar unke nipple per ghooma ghooma kar chusne laga.wo aab mujhe uksane ke liye abuse karne lagi thi or apni chuchiyo ko apne hatho se daba kar mujhe pila rahi thi aab uski chuchi se bahut kam kam hi doodh nikal raha. They both sucked in gasps at that and then looked at me, seeming to expect the worst."What, did you think I wouldn't like that? It is making me burn inside. Come Shaeta, come help. Don't think she'll hesitate to help me with you later," I said, and she was convinced.After a minute or two I left the titties to Shaeta's tender mercies and kissed my way back to Katia's booger. Things were already dripping down there and I saw that as I climbed between Katia's legs, Shaeta whispered something in. For the first time since getting exiled from Typhon’s island, John felt like he might have a fighting chance to rejoin his friends.Day 235:Ten days later the road-weary pair strode out of the swamplands and across the sandy fields to a tiny Djinn town called Southern Oasis. The place was remote enough not to require a wall, though the exterior perimeter buildings all had thick walls, and doors that only opened into the town interior. The whole place was a pale tan color, blocky and drab. Window. "This should be good."She handed me a pair of her panties, then pulled the really cute jumper that was too small for either of us, and still too big for Polly, from the closet. I almost fell on the floor laughing.She added some tights and a pair of girl's heels she thought would fit his feet. In route, she snagged a slip and several of the brightly-colored hairbands and clips that we both liked so well. Folding everything up in a towel, she knocked on the bathroom door, and when Christopher.