Since daddy had left, little Meena had been enjoying her four pack of wine coolers. Anybody as small as her wasnt going to be holding much together af...er four coolers. Finally, we were done the moving job. No cable yet for the TV, no internet hookup for her laptop. Her and me, and no coolers left. It was only eight oclock. I took her on a tour of our four story building. Showed her each floor, whoopee, they were all the same. The underground parking and lockers were kind of cool, dark and. That hot, wet pussy’s gotta be feelin’ awful good on your cock by now, huh? Bet’cha wanna blow your load in there real bad, don’cha? Of course if ya do, ya blow the job at the same time, so…”I swallowed hard and closed my eyes. He was right; if I kept watching the live porn show right in front of me I was going to lose control. I withdrew all but the head of my cock from Stella’s hot tunnel and paused, mentally counting to five so as to not violate the fucking rules. Literally, the ‘fucking’. Melissa could sense that her boss was close to cumming. She looked up and whispered, "Please, Sharon, I need to taste you. Feed me, give me your cum, Sharon..."The younger girl's words excited Sharon, and she was grinding her pussy against Melissa's face. When the younger girl took Sharon's clit between her teeth and gently bit down, Sharon erupted. Her juices poured out, coating Melissa's face and tongue.The younger girl was moaning as she licked and sucked her boss's pussy, not wanting to. I let out a low moan, a sight of elation, as the last of the milk escaped my right teat. Looking down, the large bowl was almost filled to the brim with milk. My milk. White milk. Lucy took the bowl from my shaking hands, and put it down near the stove, and got a large plastic soda bottle. The two liter kind.She held it right up to my left nipple, almost creating a sense of suction, and I latched onto it with my hands. Once again, I felt pressure and constriction leaving my boob and flowing.