Bec looked back and forth between Tara and me with scared eyes.Bec: (whisper) Did I do that to you? Where was I?Tara: You were... (she stopped herself...and looks across at me)Tara: No, Bec. You didn’t do this.Bec looked over at me.Bec: She hit her head. Come over here and look in her eyes. She might have concussion or something.Dr K: I don’t need to look in her eyes, Bec. A doctor has already done that. And checked her shoulder. She had a mild concussion and had to stay in bed for a while. She’s. I played with them. She told me slowly that she still feeds her k**s with milk. Now understood why her blouse was wet before.I laid on her lap and started drinking her. I dont know how to do that, but she made me to drink with her movements and guiduing my head. It was a kind of sweet. I suck her nipples, circled with my tongue, she sometimes hugged me tightly that I could not breath. I drank her both breasts, she would kiss me, bite me till I finished both of hers. The I got up, she took my. After only about five minutes, she made one hard push backward, her butt cheeks slammed into my pelvis. She let out a stifled soft scream, as if it came from deep inside her throat. I felt her cunt contracting and squeezing. I could feel her hips going into involuntary jerks as she exploded. I knew I had done well by her. I grabbed her hips with both hands. I pulled my cock out three quarter of its length and jammed it back in. After about six or seven times I shot my load into her. . I gingerly climbed out of bed and tested my leg. It held my weight with only the pulling sensation from the stitches. I brushed my teeth, threw on some shorts and headed toward the wonderful aroma of breakfast coming from the kitchen. When I got there Jane saw me and smiled.“Good morning Sleepyhead. I was just about to come get you. Breakfast is ready.”I went over to where she stood by the stove still in the red chemise, covered by a loosely belted red silk robe. Here hair was perfectly in.