He brought out a semi erect penis which he tapped lightly on her cheek as his friend moved behind her, rubbing at her pussy under her skirt as he fumb...ed his cock out. He couldn’t have been more than s*******n. “Please, No!” said Alison. “Not that, I’ll suck it, not that!”He grunted and ignored her, spitting on his fingers and wiping it along her tight pink slit, playing his swelling cockhead along her gash, forcing his cock up her unwilling shaven hole as she whimpered, and then her mouth was. ?And you don’t think that’s? weird?? he went on, irritation for both their neglect of him and his golfing buddies sudden fixation on domestic matters raising both decibels and tone higher: ?I mean: when’s the last time one of them ever called me to do something? We used to play golf at least three times a week. Now we don’t even meet up once.?With a sudden change of tack, realising a few diners were watching him perhaps; he had sniffed at his armpits playfully before giving her a quizzical. “I’m Dev, Devlin Gray.” Slick as spit, I capture her hand, and give it an innocent little kiss. Her voice is a low hum when she answers, “Tina Palmer,” and I know my brother was right about that move. Chicks love a gentleman. ~~~~~~~~~~~ He’s so adorable, standing there holding her hand gently as he lavishes a kiss on its surface. She felt her heart swell just a little at the sweetness of his gesture, though she wasn’t naive enough to believe it was done with pure gallantry. More than likely. Within a week we'd begun our regimen of suckling 15 minutes on each side, six times a day. I began using the breast pump as well, hoping each time to see a telltale white drop. My breasts felt heavier, fuller. Finally, after six weeks, one day when I was pumping a thin trickle of milk appeared in the container. That night, you suckled eagerly, moaning when you got a few precious drops. You fucked me hard from behind, my heavy tits swinging, an occasional drop of milking leaking out.After that.