I could feel her heartbeat, I could feel a pump on her breasts, I could smell her milk. I began sucking on each of them, feeling milk pump into my mou...h, as she pressed her breasts. Her pussy was rubbing against my arm, trapped underneath her, as I touched myself. She moved back and forth as she fed me. She began moaning and shivering. I felt my forearm get wet, her wetness went right through her thong ran down her thighs. I felt hot from making my mom orgasm. She let go of my head, and stood. "His thick cock thrusting into your hot little pussy until you cum like a geyser - wouldn't you, Baby?" Oooohhh! I - oooohhh Goddd!" Desirée whimpered."Yes, I understand, Desirée. My, you're getting all hot and wet up between your legs," Priscilla tauntingly breathed, gently reaching over to brush her small hand along the young wife's nylon-covered, upper thigh. "You know, Darling, when I get this way I say all the dirty words I can think of, like fuck, cunt and cocksucker! Go. It wasn't often that they went out with their close friends, but this was a special occasion, a lunchtime meal for them all to celebrate her birthday. Travelling fifty miles to meet might seem excessive but it was worth it. They met up in the pub carpark at noon, Monnie was wearing her favourite dress and it fitted in all the right places, her full breasts complemented her figure and she was proud of them. Her nipples were big and she was slightly self conscious of them, but men's eyes always. I am sure I can convince him to let you off those last three." Oh thanks mom, thanks so much." Does your dad know you are due more?" No, I don't think so, can't remember if we told him." Okay then don't mention any of this to your dad, okay? Now, eat your breakfast and get off to school."After the girls left, Mrs Truscott phoned the school and arranged an appointment with the head master. Then she bathed, powdered herself, combed her pubic hair, and dressed in her sexiest panties, suspender.