I slid my other hand behind her, cupping one soft buttock, and the hand on her breast slowly slid down over her stomach. My fingers gently slid throug... her red pubic hairs until I cupped her mound with my hand. Then she moaned out loud, “Oh, my gosh, Ben…” My finger rested at the wet crease hidden in that red patch and I was about to push it into her when she stepped back and exclaimed, “WOW! Look at how big your cock is!” Instantly she was on her knees in front of me, resting her forearms on. "I'm here, Mama. Your Baby Girl is here and hungry. Milk your breasts and feed me; I cry for hunger and want your milk."God-damned good! Linda went on for a while longer; Elisa squirmed, came on my cock and milked her breasts. I felt the right hormone flow a little. Linda sucked a nipple in her mouth and told her, "Milk, Mama. I need milk to live. Give me milk so I can live to love you."YES! Linda and I tasted a sweet drop. I pulled two sweet clits into phantom wet mouths and licked gently.. It has happened to me before with other women, but this time it cut me to the quick. I have developed a feeling for Gerda not present in the other females I have probed, tumbled, and galloped. We have other things in common other than a delight in fornication, although after last night I wonder if she thinks we still have that in common.”I went to my campaign trunk and withdrew a bottle of Professor Potter’s Potent Prowess Providing Potion.“A draught from this bottle will soon have you back in. I said ‘It looks like you have a hitchhiker on your skirt.’Marisa looked back down at me and followed my pointing finger to her hemline. ‘Oh, thanks,’ she said as she lifted her right leg to flare her skirt, and flicked the caterpillar off with a fingernail. She turned back and her toes found the little bowtie on top of the flat’s toe section.I saw the caterpillar unfurl itself from its defensive coil where it landed next to her shoe. It started marching towards the opening of the sling-back.