It wasn’t until I parted my lips that he eased his tongue in to find mine.When we broke that kiss, I showed him a warm smile, “My, my. Someone’s...been practicing. You used to be a lousy kisser, by the way.”“I just needed a teacher, and since you never complained, how was I to know?”Without giving it much thought, I put my hand on his and guided it to my left breast. And then I looked him in the eyes and purred, “That’s your reward for giving me a really nice gentle kiss.”After only about fifteen. Mark pulled her in tighter and happily returned the kiss. When his hand started sliding down to grip her arse, Jean pulled back and said, “No, I have work to do. I’ll help you with your little problem later.”“What’s little?” Mark said indignantly.“Not your ego, that’s for sure,” Jean retorted and laughed at his pout.Mark then grinned, slapped her bum gently and dropped a quick kiss on her lips before gathering up his sacks and heading out to clean them up so that he could use them again. Jean. For many days now I have listened and watched and allowed our fates to move closer and closer , neither resisting this current nor attempting to influence the pattern or outcome of this ensuing stream. I have remained alert and attentive to the call of the gods , but have done my best to station myself just close enough to be used if asked of me , yet far enough to minimize the growing fire which has continued to burn within my soul. But never have I allowed myself the chance to forget those. Wave after wave began to course through her body and she held Silvia’s head tightly to her plump tit as her head tilted back with desire. Silvia continued to chew on her hardened nipple and a drop or two of warm milk dripped into her mouth. It flowed across her tongue and down her throat. Wanting more, Silvia continued to chew on the sides of her large nipple, with areolas nearly the size of silver dollars and much larger than her own, until her milk began to flow freely. She milked her friend.