Anita said that she would never need to fantasize about a black man, since she loved me and my cock!We went back to our place and got ready for dinner... The rest of the night was spent eating a fabulous dinner and going for a romantic walk on the beach. By the time we got back to our room it was late and we were both really exhausted to try a bit of sex...The next morning when I awoke, Anita was gone and she had left a note, saying she had gone to the health spa club. I decided to take a light. The salty finish was a delightful way to make a boy cum! Famously favored by the Queen.A sack was brought by her feet, and she opened it. It was filled with coarse sea salt. She was brought a flask of oil, and she took some on her palm and rubbed it in. She dipped her hand in the salt sack and as it came out dozens coarse salt minerals stuck to her palm.Dimillah wrapped her fingers around the boy's cockhead. He whimpered and struggled at the sensation. How it must have burned! She then started. “I know you didn’t mean to, baby.” Sky is once again talking into the darkness, caught between a state of reality and reminiscent fantasy. “But that doesn’t soothe the pain of missing you. Of missing your touch and your soft, warm body next to me every night.”The blanketing calm she felt moments earlier grows and her heart again begins to race. This time, away from anxiety and towards a glowing light of passion.She feels her hand slowly slide up her stomach as if something or someone is guiding. As the pains of breastfeeding faded into pleasure, what soon became clear was that it was not just my baby daughter that was enjoying the feeding process; my middle-aged body was getting in on the act big-time too.As an erotic author, I knew only too well how much has been said on the subject of sexual arousal during breastfeeding. As someone in the medical world, I knew that at least some of it was based in physiological fact but believed the rest merely to be pornographic hype.Whatever I.