“No, sweetheart. You needed that. I don’t know how I’d handle what you’ve been through, or do what you’ve been doing.” “But you’re so ...trong.” “Maybe. But I know I must have my breaking point too. Everyone does. I just haven’t reached mine yet. If I’m lucky, perhaps I never will. How are you feeling now?” “Better,” I said truthfully. “Stronger. I’d been dreading going back, but now I feel I’ll be able to face it.” We stayed like that for a while, she cradling me and gently stroking and kissing. “That’s a long way for a girl to go by herself. You should stick with us. We’re headed in that direction ourselves, and we can make sure you get there safely.”She considered that. They were walking slower than her—she’d been catching up to them for the past half hour, and had just passed them when they’d called out to her. On the other hand, he was right. It was a long way to Four Roads, and this was only her third day on her own. She’d been taught how to travel and she’d been taught how to. Smack. Smack. Honestly, that should have been a deal breaker right there. But I'd had a few drinks and was horny (although getting less so by the minute!) so I figured we could just move on to other things. He was so fascinated by my tits that I took off my top. He immediately began sucking my nipples in the same fashion as his kissing. And he sucked HARD!!! I told him a few times to lighten up, but I swear he just clamped down harder. My nipples were literally sore for like 3 days!!! Again, I. When I got this young mother's bra off, I suddenly realized what I was dealing with -- the new mother of a fairly young baby who was nursing her child. Her nipples were pouty and I could easily tell that Cindy's rounded tits were both full of her mother's milk."Does your daughter need to nurse, Cindy, before we do anything else?" I asked."No," the young blonde mother answered, "I fed her before we went to the grocery. You can have as much of my milk as you want," Cindy said as she cupped her.