. there is no milk in my body ... but I can arrange that, for you.” looking at my face with a very apprensive look in her eyes.“What do you mean?�...� I quipped, still maintaining a brusque tone.“I mean that, Saheb ... I can send my daughter-in-law to ... here to you, she gives milk to her baby. Would you like that, Saheb?” she said in an almost imploring voice.My limp cock was by now threatening to stand at full attention, and even though I was aroused hugely by the thought of this mature 46-year. Again and again. The man who I was sucking again presented the poppers, and after I inhaled some, he took my arms and motioned for me to turn around, which I obediaently did. He then lowered my hips down to his hard waiting cock. The one that I had gotten ready with my mouth, the one that I had gotten hard. I felt its head at the entrance to my hole. I slowly slid down on it, him pulling my hips down onto him. Slowly up and down he fed his cock into my pussy, words not spoken, just grunts and. But she wasn't complaining.She smiled as the hot sun burned down on her. Her body--her tits and ass and cunt--felt very good.There was a pleasant tingle in her tits and cunt, and she writhed gently under the hot sun. She must have dozed.The soft sound brought her eyes open, and she looked up to see Sally standing there. The girl still wore that same swimsuit and it was pulled up into the crack of her pretty ass."Why, Sally." Marilyn murmured, taking her tea and finding the ice had melted. "I. "He he he" an evil voice in her head laughed."You know that's not true!" it mocked her.She opened her eyes and stared at herself again. In her anger she had squeezed her nipples really hard and copious amount of milk was now streaming forth."He misses me. I know he does." She said out loud."Why would he? There're enough women and "girls" to keep him occupied." the voice reminded her."But I am his mother!" she argued."And he needs a lover. One who he can brag about to his friends." the voice.