"Not for months," she said, beginning to move, sliding forward until his prick stopped her."I can't wait to taste it," he said."You'll starve your poo... daughter," she said."Son," he insisted. "And no I won't. I'll let him eat first. Leftovers is fine for me." My breast milk is not leftovers," she said in mock irritation."If you keep talking about milk I'm gonna shoot," he said, his voice tight. "You're so beautiful I might shoot anyway." Thank you, Dub," she said, her voice husky.She leaned. I know this is all quite a shock to you, but relax - I'm not interested in ruining your life as long as you do exactly what I tell you to do. If you do what I say, then this will just become another part of you. If you don't do what I say, then I'll sell you off into slavery where you'll be d**gged up and tied to a bed, where people will pay to come in and do whatever they want to you. Nod if you understand and are ready to do what I tell you to do."I was trying to let the reality of everything. Didn’t you dear?’ Barbara just giggled a reply, laying her head onto Karen’s chest as if she were a small child seeking comfort from a maternal figure. Right away, I knew that story was a lie. The Grants always kept a spare key to their house under a fake rock in their backyard. Lisa knew this, and I’m sure Karen knew it as well. I looked at the two of them and knew this was wrong. Barbara wasn’t some young, anonymous girl we picked up from a coffee shop. She was daughter to our good friends.. She instructed her to rise, turn and lie on her back. She lowered herself to Jen's mound, giving her clit a quick kiss, sending fire and ice up the Cunt's spine. She then slid her tongue between Jen's gorgeous breasts, removed her blindfold, looked her square eyes and gave her a vicious slap across the face. She followed it with a deep, loving kiss and an even more brutal slap to the other side. Jen's cunt was ripe and begging for her Princess. She kept sneaking her hips upward under Leah's.