She felt the world go slightly black, her own hand moving from between her legs and she let go of the tension in her arms and legs, laying fully on to... of her, Cailey's hand soothing inside of her still slightly tremoring vagina. Cailey held her close as she continued to move her hand, not touching her oversensitive clit. She moaned softly, her hips unconsciously moving with her, seeking more pleasure. She rode her hand slowly, her vagina opening completely to her and she felt her push another. She pulled my T shirt up and was rolling her tongue all over me on my chest. She sucked my nipples, bit them hard. She scratched my back leaving my skin hurt.Her grip was tight always, her nails pierced my skin. I was in a mix of pain and pleasure. She removed her shirt in a hurry; pulled me up, made me stand and lean on the window side and she pressed her boobs tight on my chest. I felt wetness on my neck when she was kissing and I pulled her away from me to look into her face. She was. "Oh, that feels good," she said. "Good baby, get your fill of Mama's milk."Arnie knew this was bizarre, that she was suckling him like a baby, but the milk tasted so wonderful, and he was so starving, and he could not stop. Her flesh was like a warm blanket on top of him, and he felt warm and secure and dreamy, filling his mouth with the sweet liquid...That taste! It was the same as the smell from the flour. He recognized it now, the sickly sweet aroma that had filled his nostrils earlier. The. I pulled them down her legs and off from her feet.She said, “I know what the problem is…they are completely wet. That is why you can’t see a spot. You made me much wetter than usual. I may need to wear pads if I work for you.”I put her panties up to my face, I smelled her perfume, and I tasted the wetness. Then I leaned in and kissed her pussy, running my tongue up her slit until I hit her clit. She let out a moan and thrust her pussy into my face.Marsha said, “Please fuck me! I don’t even care.