But then I found it. It was a T-shirt his mother and I had bought him in Carbondale, Illinois with the name of the town emblazoned on it. We both knew...he didn’t like it and we hadn’t seen him wear it in months. Maybe the reason he didn’t wear it was because he hated it but maybe the reason was because he was using it for something else.It was laying under the edge of the bed. Not so much hidden there as just a convenient place for it to be out-of-the-way. I held it up to the light. It was. I was almost hoping that he would not hear the knock and I would get to leave, but he had heard it and the door swung open. He smiled big at me after his eyes looked me over, I could tell that he liked what he saw. I looked him over as well. He was a good looking man, tall, handsome and muscular. He was not the hottest man in the world but he was not a disappointment either. “Come on in Natasha,” he said with a smile as he opened his door all the way to let me in. I stepped into the entry way. As our passion built to a frenzy I did my best to avoid pressing against her crotch, but as I leaned forward and down to kiss her on the neck I relaxed and my stomach pressed against her and then slid upward as I leaned in to her. I realized wha had happened and tried to pull away but she wrapped her arms around me and as she clutched onto me she ground herself into me. The heat from her pussy felt as hot as coals against my stomach and I began to lean back into her.After a few seconds the wave. Moxie sighed loudly and I think I did too. She was still a bit sore so we took it easy but when she shuddered with an orgasm, I knew she appreciated it. A few moments later, I had a magnificent explosion, shooting a load into her for the first time since the baby was born. Afterwards I covered her face, neck, shoulders, and tits with kisses, tasting her sweet milk for the first time. It wouldn't be the last, by any means!With the crops finally stabilized for a while, I turned my attention back.