Two of them actually, and nobody was drinking decaf, it appeared.Most of the morning talk around the table was about the weather, and here I was able ...o hold my own already. One thing I knew, having been flying on several different worlds, was that people who were going to put themselves in the air needed to know what the air around them had planned for them. That meant weather, in the general sense, and the weather in a more specific sense, wind speed, direction, visibility, cloud ceilings and. You quickly dismiss this idea, but the thought lingers just long enough for your body to take over. Several times a day you willingly express your milk for me, so your body now expects it. In fact, it’s been too long since our last session. The thought of Luna drinking from you is all it takes to trigger a full let-down response. Milk flows freely from both of your tits, filling the cups of your top, and spilling down your front. For a frozen moment, you and Luna watch this unfold. You are. ’ A languid memory of a coffee-flavoured late morning kiss, in a bed strewn with discarded clothes drifted through my mind. I was only nineteen then. So much had been new and thrilling. My clit pulsed unexpectedly, and I shuffled a little in my seat. Lilly drained her glass and set it down with a knowing smile. Her green eyes were locked on mine. ‘Mark, darling,’ she said without looking at him, ‘Would you be a dear and clear the table?’ Hearing someone talk to Mark like that was so confusing. And here it came! John straightened up. He placed her stockinged calves onhis shoulders, giving each ankle a tender kiss. She never tired of thelook of her fuck-me-heels resting on a man's shoulders! John grasped hiscock in his hand and placed the head at the entrance to the red headedsissy's dark garden of delight!"Tell me what you want, sissy!" he hissed at her."You know what I want! Do it!" Do what, sweet girlyboy? What does my sissy want?" I NEED! I need you to fuck me! Shove that cock in.