Even though I was kneading her breast quite firmly, her supplyof milk seemed to be slowing. Melody noticed and brushed my hands aside,insisting; "Here...baby. Let me." I opened my eyes, watching as she wrappedher whole hand around the emptying dug and gave it a hard squeeze thatlooked painful. I certainly wouldn't have dared squeeze a woman's breastthat firmly, especially one who was breastfeeding, but what did I know?I'm just a baby. A beautiful baby girl.Melody milked out another mouthful of. “your cum tastes so good, mr. Velasquez,” she told him. “can i have more?”“you sure can,” he replied as he laid his big, tall body onto the floor. “but you’ll have to do all the work for it. Show me how much you really want my cum, my little slut.” and with that one comment, their little rendezvous turned rough and passionate.“i’ll be your little slut, mr. Velasquez,” she said with a smile. “i’ll be anything you want me to be.”“right now i want you to make me cum, so get to it,” he told her in. ‘I want to keep it, I’m not sending it back,’ she joked. ‘We must use it whenever we have anyone in the house. She then pulled out the small butt plug. Rogan was still working up courage to try one and would do so, probably when more than a little drunk. * * * Next morning in a change of routine Marin went to the horses after Rogan had left for work, leaving Jack to play with Peter, watched by the smiling Peggy who was propped up on with pillows on the floor. When Marin returned she found the. “If you could put up with my cooking, we could eat together here on Christmas Day,” he suggested, then putting a little more steel in his voice he added as more of an order than a suggestion, “or I could book us a Christmas lunch somewhere?”“Either of those would be lovely,” she replied, “I’ll leave it up to you.”That’s the attitude I want, he thought, acquiescent. I’ll be taking that underwear off her body by the end of January or I’m a Dutchman.Christmas Day came and David had managed to.