She was clearly overjoyed to see me but also deeply confused about what was going on. I hurried her inside and into Fran's bedroom, where she looked a... the bed and then at me. Despite the hesitancy of her general demeanour, her eyes blazed with desire. She made no move to disrobe but did not resist as I began to undress her. So that we should not proceed in total silence I asked a few questions and learnt that she was only seventeen years old and came from Zambia in southern Africa. Her family. I felt her hips push against mine and then I pushed one more time to get as deep as I could. I licked her neck up to her partially open lips. I licked all her lips and then entered her mouth as I started fucking her. Pulling out leaving only the head and then pushing all the way back into her. After a few thrusts I leaned back so I could see her entire body under me. Her hips pointed up to allow me inside and her back and head cradled by the couch. The dress pulled up to her ribs and the straps. It wasn't the first time I had been cockslapped but I thought I was the one who was in control of this whole experience. I think at that moment, I realized I wasn't the confident and assertive girl I was pretending to be. Jeremy reaffirmed my fears, "You like that don't you. You fucking little slut."Where I had no problem looking him in the eye before, I couldn't bring myself to meet his stare again for fear that he would see right through me. For fear that he would know that whether I liked it. I am sorry if it grossed you out. How did you even know it was breastmilk?Shahid: I licked it off my fingers. It is a shame you need to pump them. You need a man to drink from your glorious breasts. I want to be that man for you.He was definitely going to be that man.Kavita: My breasts first started to produce the night you were at our house. My milk is for you.Shahid: I want you so desparately. I can not wait till the weekend. I am sniffing your thong right now. You smell so sweet.He was.