He knew that, they had talked about their shared daydreams enough to know how smitten they were. “Are you okay, Eve?” “I’m fine,” her voic... faltered, “Just can’t believe we’re actually here.” “Nor can I,” he stroked a finger down the curve of her cheek, “You’re so beautiful.” Tiptoeing up to receive the kiss, Eve clasped onto his broad shoulders while he took her by the waist. Feeling the trace of stubble brush her soft skin as his lips pressed against hers, kissing gently before she flicked. And just a few minutes later he held my head in place and pushed allthe way into my throat till my nose was in his pubic hair, and heldhis cock there and groaned and I could feel a warmth in my throat andcouldn't breathe.But he soon pulled out and I took a deep breath through my nose as thestrong spicy taste of his sperm finally hit my taste buds and mingledwith the taste of puke and bile. He pulled out and I caught my breathas the black guy said, "Thanks," and stepped back, and Michael to. She planned to nurse him till he was at least two and maybe longer if there was no man in her life. Then maybe she would nurse her son and the new man. Thinking of a man sucking milk from her tits made her pussy wet. She needed to fuck so bad and maybe her new boss would like some pussy.She started her job on Monday and in the office were six men and two other women. She wore a suit with a short skirt and a knit top under the jacket that hugged her tits now full of milk. The men all stared at. I wasn't a child anymore.My covers were pulled off of me, drawing me out of sleep. "What... ?" I murmured, reaching for my blanket.A hand stroked my thigh beneath my light-green nightgown. A shiver of heat went through me. The touch was so electric. The sensation went straight to my nipples and pussy. I gasped, my pussy growing wet as my nipples hardened beneath my gown."Hello?" I asked. No one was in my bed, but a hand, larger than mother's, stroked up my leg to my pussy."Ain't you just the.