”“Oh,” she replied in surprise, holding up her arms, focusing on the one with the torn sleeve.Nothing happened.“Maybe try taking a deep breath...and relaxing,” I suggested, deciding to get to my feet and pull up my shorts.She nodded, her huge chest puffing out as she sucked in a breath, slowly letting it out as she rolled her shoulders once, attempting to relax. Slowly, her skin started becoming a little more pale, as if her tan was fading away, her red hair dimming in saturation as if she was a. It is milk. I like it at body temperature from the breast. I will soon have it. I drink from the bottle and it is intoxicating to drink her sweet milk. I must have it from her breast. I hear her coming up the stairs. She’s talking on her phone, telling someone that grandma has the baby so she can rest and she is going to fill bottles after a quick shower because she is about to burst.She goes into the bathroom and starts the shower. I put my face mask on with my bottle of her milk in 1 hand and. She had to work it out with the man fucking her at that moment, but she had an idea.He stiffened, shuddered, and unloaded a sea of cum inside of her; she felt its heat, and she smiled. She just couldn't give him up. "Jesus that was good," she said. She'd made it twice. With her hubby? She made it maybe twice a year; there was no comparison. Conrad Winston was tops in a lot of ways but none of them had anything whatsoever to do with sex."Glad I could accommodate yuh," he said. He had rolled off. I went to bed and stared at the dark ceiling for the rest of the night. Pretty sure Addie wasn’t lying in bed all night, staring at a damned ceiling!I was at Verizon at nine the next morning. I’d picked up the kids from Grandma and Grandpa and dropped them off at school and daycare. Shittin’ phones cost close to a thousand damn dollars! At least we could deduct part of it for our business use. Plus, it was a much better, bigger phone. I’d had the busted one for an eternity. I’d have to.