Just for once shed disconnected the internet, and she was typing away at the keyboard as fast as her limited typing skills allowed. She wished shed ta...en that typing course when it was offered at school all those years ago, but spending one lunchtime a week having extra lessons hadnt seemed as much fun as snogging boys round the back of the tennis courts. They used to give her cigarettes in return for kisses&hellip,a fair bargain it had seemed at the time. She used to have a price-list two. The teasing was both amazing and frustrating. Finally, David buried his tongue in her wet pussy. The feeling quickly sent her over the edge. "I'm going to cum," changed to, "I'm cumming, oh baby, I'm cumming!"She held his head tight as she rubbed her pussy against his tongue. Wave after wave coursed through her body as her juices covered David's face. Once her orgasm subsided, David began kissing his way up her stomach towards her breasts. He slowly teased one nipple, then the other. He knew. The other two lactating mothers had also used breast pumps to provide a bottle of their mother's milk for their babies from time to time, but there was something about watching Shania Twain, naked from the waist up and sitting down in a chair to drain her lactating breasts that they both found very sexy and erotic.Shania quickly had the breast pump in place and began the process of collecting two bottles of milk for her little boy. She'd normally only drain one bottle and let him nurse the. ”“Umm ... yeah,” she says, looking up above the book and right to his crotch.“I think I might have had some trouble not getting stuck reading a couple of chapters,” he continues, trying to ignore her gaze.Her face comes up to look at his. “Yeah?” she asks. “Which ones?“The ones where she is dreaming,” he answers. “Sometimes I wasn’t sure if it was a dream or if it was real.”“Yeah ... I think I got lost on the last chapter myself,” she giggles.“Well, I like reading strange erotica,” he pushes.