Rita told Hema it would be good to breastfeed after bath. Rita said that she would take bath as now the feast is ready and started moving towards the ...athroom. Suddenly Hema told Rita Roshan would be happy if the feast included her breast milk. With false anger Rita chased and tried to beat Hema and Hema gripped her nighty. Rita’s boobs jumped out and Rita involuntarily pressed them while trying to put them in thus causing milk to spray out on Roshan’s face, who was sitting nearby. Feeling shy. "You fucking did that on purpose." She said raggedly, panting."Payback's a bitch." He cackled."I'll get you for that." She said, and he felt teeth gently clamp down on the underside of his dick."Hey!" He shouted.She disappeared from his view for a quick moment then saw a foot on either side of him. She grabbed his cock once more; it was killing him that he could not see any of this happening, then froze when he felt his cock slap wetly between her firm, teenaged breasts. She slowly worked into. With anyone else in the world, this would be something to fear, to seek shelter from. But I am your shelter and you always will be mine. It's one of the many things that I don't know how to confess, that I'm defenseless without you.There is a palpable change in the air, something old and nameless that we can feel thrumming through our flesh and bones. Breaths between us are a gale force rippling across territory. My face encased in your hair. Your arms stretched out across mine, fingers. Until I can’t hold back any longer. The goal of me soaking you face is brought to the now. I, somehow, manage to move my fingers faster and feel the eruption of my orgasm take over me. I howl out a long moan, coming so hard it almost makes me twist away from touching myself. Between my moans and yelps, I hear you still stroking your cock and moaning yourself. You’ve always been in love with my moans and whimpers. It has always been one of your biggest turn-ons, is to listen to me moan. It used.