I took some milk in my mouth and kissed her, sharing it with her. She climaxed very quickly, shuddering and breathing hard and pushed my head back to ...er breasts to suck more. She wanted me to suck harder now as they were feeling really nice. I kept getting amazing amounts of milk out of her. Finally she sat up and pushed me back and mounted my stiff cock, humping up and down with me feeling her tits as they swayed back and forth. She was really squeezing her pussy had as she pumped up and. Ruth’s hips started to slowly gyrate, and I continued my ministrations, kneeling in front of her like a religious supplicant preying to her inner goddess. Did my giving this close female friend pleasure feel wrong, no, and it was exciting me, and I lapped with enthusiasm at her now freely flowing nectars. Either side of my head, Ruth’s legs leisurely arose, her knees journeying towards her small jutting breasts, but knees held wide apart, her hands clasped behind her knees. She drew her thighs. He would run her down, fuck the bitch, kill her, and partake of her succulent flesh. Holding his flint knife in one hand, his stone hatchet in the other he crept closer to the women. He could hear them talking.“Why are men the way they are?” Tess asked, “Male animals aren’t like them, they don’t rape the females.”“Or do they?” Mandy asked.“What do you mean?”“The bull doesn’t ask the female if she wants it, he mounts her. I don’t even know if animals can talk, men can’t. Men don’t have minds. The kiss though, the kiss was amazing,’ she emphasized clearly. ‘Definitely um, it was definitely a more effective attack than I was prepared for. I guess you really do have a lot more up your sleeves than I thought,’ she admitted playfully, feeling her face redden. ‘Arms, even,’ he joked, tugging his sleeve back to expose a forearm. The charm dangling from his wrist bobbed and twisted in the light. ‘Haha, uh, yeah,’ she said weakly, momentarily enthralled by the glimpse. Mmm… His forearm was.