I went to reposition my breast when, without my doing anything, sure enough my son moved in his sleep and latched on. I wasn't prepared for how hard h... sucked right away and I caught my breath, letting out a small yelp. It felt good... really good. He was sucking and slurping at my breast, eagerly trying to drink my milk, and I loved it. I let him do that for a few minutes, watching and feeling a strange combination of motherly love and deep arousal. The arousal was only intensified by the. Eric approached her threateningly, grabbing the front of her camisole tightly he completely ripped it from her body. Her shoulders stung as the straps broke and she felt the fabric rip along her sides. She didn’t scream, she didn’t struggle in Jeff’s vice-like grip, and Eric gave Jeff a little wink as he stepped up to Shay grabbing the top of her shorts and pulling them down to her feet. Shay obligingly stepped out of the shorts, knowing there was no way out of this, but as she lifted her. She knew instantly what it was.June was furious, she realised that her son was a young boy with sexual needs but to do this to his mum's panties was disgusting. She rushed to the bathroom and quickly rinsed them. June was amazed how much stuff there was on them.She was really upset and quickly forgot about doing his bedroom and went and made herself a cup of coffee. Her mind was buzzing with what she had found. She was disgusted but also she found herself imagining what her son had been doing.. The amount of sugar Bob used made Helen shudder as usual, while with his right hand, Bob fondly masturbated Jocelyn beneath her fashionably pink, understated micro mini-skirt until her knees gave way and she sat beside him. Her head rested on Bob's right shoulder, her back against the cushion of the 1950's style milk bar lounge, trying to make lucid sense of the world. She gives him marvellous service when he comes in, so he thinks it's only fair to reciprocate with pleasure."Is she in school?".