Turning the bottle around I saw the label, 'Dickie's milk.' It readbelow the bar's logo. 'A creamy smooth pina colada.' "Not quite what Iwas expect...ng," I coughed.Camille reached out and wrapped her hand around mine, raising the bottleback to my mouth. I went to take a sip but her hand kept applyingpressure, forcing more of the glass bottle into my mouth. Puzzled Istopped raising it but she managed to push just a little more in, I feltthe neck of the bottle at the back of my throat, what. I started pinching her now-erect nipples.“Look at that,” I whispered loud enough for all to hear. “You can tell by the way her nipples get hard like this that she’s getting aroused.” I started feeling like I was teaching a class in human sexuality. “What do you think, Mrs. Miller? Can we take off this sweatshirt now and let these young men see how aroused you’re getting?”“Oh, Allen...” she moaned softly.“Is that a yes?”“Okay,” she said, barely loud enough to hear.I helped her lift the. She went crazy started moaning loudly and pushing my head more into her boobs. I was also enjoying a lot. I sucked her one boob and then went to another. Milk was very sweet. I emptied her melons.Her milk made a mustache over my face. She was enjoying. I went to her navel and started circling it with my first finger and also kissing in between. She was shivering. Now I finally went to her pussy. I placed my two fingers at the starting of her pussy and started to finger her.And she came over my. He was angry at everyone else rather than himself. He didn’t see that he caused his problems. After we graduated, I moved in with him when he promised to get a job and look after me, but that never happened. There was always an excuse.”“I wanted to go to college to study finance and business, but I couldn’t afford to pay the fees. So I ended up working in a diner, making what I could. We lived together for a few months when his parents stopped paying his half of the rent. He got even worse,.