Dad and Desiree got along great, chatting the whole way through dinner. My Dad wasn't a bad cook, but he was no Desiree; he made a pasta with this gar...ic and Parmesan sauce. After dinner, we retired to the living room; Desiree snuggled up on one side of Dad, and I took the other."So ... um ... how is it with your Master?" Dad asked, a little flustered as Desiree pressed her large breasts into his arm. She wore a low-cut blouse, and I saw Dad's eyes kept drifting down her front. I couldn't blame. ‘It’s time for you to go Joshua, we can’t wait any longer. Fogerty may come back this way now that he has supplies and you don’t need to be here.’ All the while his Pa was hustling Josh along to hurry him up. ‘I got your saddle on the buckskin and a pack saddle and bags on the sorrel. You’re all ready to go, so hurry up.’ ‘Pa if Fogerty got to the Chiltons he can get to you and Ma. Let me stay and help fight them off,’ Josh didn’t want to leave with his family in danger. ‘The Chiltons were. Staying in the same complex were two girls who were on their summer break. One was called Lauran, and the other Judy.Lauran was visiting her sister for the summer. She was seventeen years old, with light brown hair, a beautifully clear complexion, and small breasts. Her friend Judy had long red hair, a pale complexion, freckled-face and a body with medium breasts and a fuller figure. She was also seventeen, and both were from South Carolina. They hung out around the pool in their tiny, almost. It's called Bird milk.I wondered, "Did you use your milk?" Yes and I used egg yolk to mix with my milk and I used the egg white for the foam."We tasted it and I found it very delicious. I drank her milk from the fridge later.I questioned her cheerfully with smile, "Do you want to achieve your sex fantasy to feed me with your milk solely?"Olga laughed and she said, "After three months you'll also dream about such a World where this is the reality."She was wrong, because I began to dream on such.