I said the bottle doesn’t satisfy me. She was very sympathetic to my request but she could not help me. Before I took leave, I asked her if she knew...anyone who is lactating mother but she shook her head in negative and wished me luck. I didn’t give up. I visited few more women but none is a lactating mother. Then just to relax I entered into another shop to watch another movie. This shop also ran a topless bar and one can move freely from the bar to the shop. The bartender was a woman with. Now you are ramming it into me, so far it’s like you’re drilling for oil – and getting it, I’m so wet my juices are pouring out, I feel them splattering over my pussy-lips and my ass-crack each time that you pile-drive the dildo back into me. As it slams home, you give a hard grunt made up of lust and satisfaction, as you look down on the young blonde bimbo you are fucking so hard, she’s splayed across your desk like a big X, arms outstretched and hands clutching at the farther edge, legs. On the first floor there was a kitchen which connected to a big open sitting area and there were four bedrooms and two bathrooms. I took one of the bedrooms that had two beds and closet and a dresser. I started unpacking when my nephew came into the room. “Hi Zander how are you doing” He said giving me a firm handshake. He always used to call me Zander because my full name is Alexander. I have gotten used to it and when he doesn’t call me on that name I know something is wrong. He has dirty. It was a huge turn on to think about seeing her face when a man was looking at her naked breasts for the first time. He softly kissed her neck and allowed his hand to lightly caress one of her juicy mounds. She moaned slightly and moved her body. He continued kissing her neck and cheek, his hands stroking one big boobie and then the other. She moaned louder and tried to move her arms. He smiled as she realized that she couldn't and her eyes flew open, terrified. "What's happening?" she was.