This is not to be considered a true tale of underage sex, statutory rape, or molestation, as these events happened more than a quarter century ago. So...e of the principal parties are no longer living. The only reason I’m telling you that it has its basis in truth, is it might make it all the more sexy for you, and maybe make your orgasms better/stronger/faster. Thank you, and enjoy.I asked Jesse for his permission to write this story. He granted it, without a problem, and, while some of the. I saw Nikki’s hand reaching up and taking one offered hand, so I reached out for the other and a moment or two later I was stumbling my way into the shower with my two new friends.The shower was big enough for all three of us and in fact, there were two places where people could lean/sit as necessary. It was necessary for both Nikki and I.“Look Nikki. The American flag still waves!” Victor laughed. I looked down and sure enough, I may have been jutting out like the flag on Iwo Jima but it. He pulled on it like an expert and a strong steam of my thick creamy milk came out of my nipple and covered the crepes. He then took the coffee cup and did the same thing filling it up with my milk. He asked that guest to try it. I knew the man must be nervous but he picked up his fork and he tried the dessert now covered in my milk. He savored it then proclaimed it the best he had ever had. All the guests clapped and Tanaka moved me down the line expressing my milk as we went onto the. As his wife’s ass swallowed the plug, he wondered if he would ever be allowed to fuck her dainty ass-hole ever again.“Aaaahhhh!” she sighed, wiggling her butt. “That feels nice!”“I know,” James quickly agreed. “I like it too!”“Do you want help with yours, Jamie?” Karen sweetly asked him. “Yes, please!” Jamie, sharing a happy moment with his wife. He bent over, anticipating a slow, gentle ass-teasing, but Karen quickly and forcibly shoved the huge butt-plug back into his still gaping.