" What magic words these were to me as my Mistress was getting out of bed. Her hair was a mess but she was glorious to me. She told Puppy to get on he... back and I was instructed to lie on the bed and suckle her. I could feel Puppy moving under me, I think she was even cumming as I indulged in my all time biggest fantasy. I have always loved the thought of having my mouth filled with sweet breast milk, but I never thought I would have the luck of tasting some milk – even if it was a squirt or a. I never knew what she was going to do from one moment to the next. One night I had some friends over for a poker game and Cath caught me in the hall on my way to the bathroom and tried to pull me into the bedroom for a quick piece. I held her off and told her no."But I need it baby, I need it now." Not now Cath, not while the guys are here." I'll bet none of them would say no to me. Maybe that's what I should do, offer them some of what you don't want. They would probably all want some."I saw a. Now here she was in Seventh Heaven because of theNegro’s expert ministrations.The pretty blonde wife laid back on the bed and let thesudden warmth flood over her. Before she closed hereyes in ecstasy, she noticed that there were mirrors onthe ceiling. She wondered why anyone would put mirrorson the ceiling then she realized why. It was like shewas watching an erotic porno movie with herself as themain attraction.Actually, Jennifer was going to be the newest pornoqueen. While she was getting. Amélie looked down her own body, equally flushed and sweaty. She smiled.“I love you, Sandrine.”A giggle answered her.“And I you, Mademoiselle Amélie.”“Will you drop the formality, Sandrine? Please?”Sandrine drew her fingers across Amélie’s nipples. The action sent another quiver to her belly and below, but now hunger overcame her desire to renew her lovemaking with Sandrine. She reached out to stroke Sandrine’s cheek.“You will come with Gérard and me to Oxford, Sandrine, no?”Sandrine.