I had forgotten about the food on the table as I felt a familiar feeling of blood rushing down to my cock. A tent forming in my pants. "It's up to you...then. Did you want a stranger to help you with your problem, or your mother?" She said with a gesture to the bulge in my pants.I gulped as I thought about it. I mean we had already definitely crossed boundaries last night. After all I had cum inside of my own mother, but we never acknowledged our relationship. Now she was asking if I wanted to, I. Komal, 22-year-old and me, 22 year old as well had been best friends for around 9 years and we used to hangout more than what a typical gf-bf would hang out.Now to tell you about Komal, she was 36-28-34. Her boobs were 34b just perfectly shaped round and she used to wear push up bra due to which her cleavage would be visible she was too fair and had long and silky hairs which had slight golden tint. We knew each other’s darkest secrets and I also knew komal’s wild fantasy about how she wanted. When they emerged, Mrs Beale took Dee to her room, Poe took Madeleine, and Pamela took Penn.This existence could have been stultifyingly boring, but the daily breastfeed did far more than keep hunger at bay. Penn's life was suffused with a sense of mystery, of unreality. Along with the milk came half-remembered dreams, strange personal connections.Today, Penn was soaking up impressions from Jane, a girl he could not remember while awake, but did dreamily remember as he fed. Penn enjoyed her. Just like today.As I enter the basement converted into Jake’s large bedroom and living space, the first thing I notice is, of course, Jake. Just like every other time I have visited him, he is sitting stark naked in front of his computer watching twink porn, jacking off.Like a lot of young guys his age, Jake is naturally muscular. He is trim and well-defined although not ripped in anyway. His dishwater blonde hair is always neatly cut and coiffed, shiny with the luster of youth. His face is.