As he kneaded my flesh back and forth my milk began to flow onto his hands. He pulled and squeezed my nipples hard. “Fuck Megan, I love every taste ... woman has to offer but I especially love her milk!” He began to suck hard on my sensitive nipples and my milk began to flow freely. As I looked down panting, my white cream was covering my full tits, the cheeks of his face and down my stomach. He finally released them, biting them as he let go. Before I knew it, “Ouch!” escaped my lips. He didn’t. He had a long flowing beard that matched his snow-white hair which fell past his shoulders. The oddest part of him though was his clothing. He was wearing long flowing white robes that fell to his feet. It was belted by a broad leather band wrapped around his waist from which hung a large watch on a chain. She could hear the ticking of that watch even from a few feet away. He had a long staff that he planted at his feet and he looked down at her with kindly eyes.“Can I help you?” she. ’ ‘No, it’s our night, so let me help… or I’ll throw a tantrum!’ I threatened. ‘Impossible woman,’ he muttered. ‘Stubborn man,’ I replied grinning and gave him a raspberry. We sat on the sofa after that, me with my tea and Lucien with his coffee. ‘If you drink too much coffee, you won’t be able to sleep tonight,’ I chided him. ‘Are we sleeping tonight?’ he asked softly looking intently at me, his eyes hot. I couldn’t meet his eyes and started to blush. He removed the cup and held my hands.. Your husband said that she has an accent, either British or Australian, and apparently she expects people to do what she says when she says it.’ Folsom nudged Kimberly out of the chair and took her place, ‘You better get dressed and on your way. I need for you to be in your own office before I arrange a conference call with Pierre.’ Kimberly’s anger had replaced her own arousal so Folsom received no argument from her as she went back into the bathroom and started the shower. *** Sean turned his.