Baby, please let me make you feel better.Of course, you can’t deny me. you pick a small country road to turn off onto. I follow, and we pull into a ...eserted old building with an empty parking lot surrounded by trees. You pull your car to a stop and I pull beside you, watching as your head bangs down defeated onto the steering wheel. I park and get out of my car. I walk over to your side of the car and you look up at me with confusion on your face. I always sit in your passenger seat, so what am. She told me about how frustrated she had become about their relationship, and indirectly and delicately made it clear that she missed the sex that they had enjoyed. She shook her head and told me how much she appreciated having someone she could talk to.Mom became more concerned about her appearance again. She began wearing makeup around the house again, taking better care of her hair, and dressing up a bit more. The old jeans and sweater were more often replaced by a frilly blouse and a short. She used to make me drink her saliva continuously for hours, as soon as her mouth dries up. She used to suck my penis and make it come out again and pour saliva again directly into my mouth. It was nasty but her body smell and attitude made me her sex slave. When our many sex fetishes were going on in full swing, she proposed a wired thing to me, that she wants a 2nd child and she wants me to make her pregnant. Firstly, it was a nightmare to me, but thinking about it a lot, I also agreed to it. Milk squirted out ofher own bosoms now, squirting and landing on me in puddles that drippeddown my sides.After a bit, Monique stopped nursing me. Lifting her head from mybosom, she looked at me right in the eye and said "Your aureoles secretea small amount of lipoid fluid. This moisturizes the nipples so thatthey do not get dried out and cracked during breastfeeding." You are filled to the brim with female hormones now. Now and you alwayswill be - forever. I know you were a man in your past.