“Ryan, when we made love before ………” she whispered. “It was perfect, he answered. It was the best night of my life.” “I don’t know...how it happened, Ryan.” “It happened because we were so right for each other,” he insisted. And he buried his head into the heat of her neck, intent on establishing their rapport once again. “Ryan, I did a pregnancy test a couple of weeks after our meeting, and it was positive,” she said as she took a deep breath and spoke in a rush. “We have a son, who will be. I just let my hands do their work on her breasts. My pressure on her boobs made the milk flow out her nipples. I just leaned forward and immersed my head into her chest. I kissed on her chest and licked all the way to her nipple and started sucking on it.She asked me how her milk tasted and I nod my head up and down and sucked more and more to show her that I liked it. I emptied her left breast and as I went to the right, she held my head by my hair and asked me to leave that for her baby.She. Taking a second to kiss the back of her knee, then up her thigh, kissing the top, then down the outside, before going up a bit, over the top and down the inside of her thigh. I used my hands to massage her thigh just a bit above where I was kissing, and as I reached the top my right and slipped between her the lips of her pussy. She was incredibly wet, a lot more than just the oil would account for. I caught a sharp intake of breath, followed by a low moan as I let the edge of my hand rub back. I was right of course. Her skirt was brown and I knew that Mom always wore yellow panties when she wore a brown skirt."If you say please, I'll take them off and save them as a souvenir." Please," Samantha croaked.I tickled the gusset, discovered the groove and teased it vertically with one finger while rubbing across it with another. Pinching the dampish material between my fingers, I pushed Samantha's panties down her legs and left them stretched across the top of her thighs. My plans for.