" Shhhh...not a word. Come lick my stomach." She pointed down to the few drops of milk that were on her golden brown tummy, just above her belly butto.... At this point, I didn't know what to do. I was so confused. Here is my Aunt asking me to lick her own breast milk off her stomach. I had redeveloped my erection, although I was uncertain about the entire situation. Thinking that I should do what my aunt told me to, I slowly bent down in front of her onto my knees, put both my hands on her. When I began sucking her nipples, she made no protest.“Enjoy yourself, Chris,” Andrée said. “Your balls paid a heavy price for the privilege of sucking my tits.”I didn’t care how much Andrée insulted me, as long as I got to suck her tits. This was no time for an arguement. My cock and balls were bruised and very sore, probably damaged. I said nothing and just kept my mouth and tongue on her tits. Andrée allowed me to continue sucking her nipples, and then she grabbed my wounded cock in her. Who but her best friend and confidant, Dick?In the morning in Portland, she arranged to call on the manager of a large meat processing company that had bought a lot of steers from them in the past. And, in a stroke of inspiration, she asked the concierge to prepare for her a list of the premier hunt club and horse jumping people in the area. She'd compare the list with the one Adoré gave her. Maybe they were missing somebody.After listening to condolences on Ad's death, Hazel had a. .__________________________________________________________________________________ Edgar woke up drenched in sweat, and with a raging boner. That was the third night in a row that he had a sex dream about Richie, who just so happened to be his roommate. He turned over in his bed to see his roommate still fast asleep. They still had about another thirty minutes before the morning staff would wake them up. Before Edgar had had to come to this place he had been a ladies' man, getting pussy like.