Flex looked down and saw that she’d left two wet markson his white tank top. Her nipples had leaked rightthrough her bikini top and soaked quart...r sized circlesright on the middle abdominal of his bulging six pack.“I’m so embarrassed,” Marisa moaned in horror.John interrupted. “Marisa suffers from a condition knownas hyper-lactation.”“It means my breasts overproduce milk,” she added.“Nothing to be ashamed of,” said Flex. My body tenses but my boi cunt dose not. Finally I feel his massive balls on my puny excuse for balls. He strokes my belly a bit and starts to rock back and forth. As I get more accustomed to his girth it starts to feel good. He wiggles his hips a bit and shakes me to the core. My tongue is still deep in her cunny when I start to feel her shake. She cumms in my open mouth. His cock slowly moves in and out a couple inches at a time. My boicunt lubing him as he strokes. She gets off my face just. This true, or are you pulling me by the leg, Aunt Miller?” A lifetime longing for this.” She replied, moving closer to me: “Ummmm, wanna find out? Please, kiss me. Wanna fuck. I’m ready now, please, kiss me.” It all started here: kissing passionately, I touched both her breasts and asscheeks. My dream ever!! I grabbed her buttocks even more keenly, while my dick was stroked above the pants by her immoral hands. She sat on my lap; those butt cheeks rubbed hard against my pant, shook in a circle. The pressure was so immense, I couldn't find my voice, I just started shaking my head aggressively.But you continue filling me for a few more seconds before announcing the final quart and then removing the nozzle. I once again look down at my swollen belly, astonished that it was possible to even get that big, and beg you to let me release it. This time you allow it right away and as soon as my feet hit the floor, my asshole released the torrent of water I was holding. I didn't even wait for.