" I play with them too much." Fuckin' right you do."Hot breaths on his pink stiff cockhead then I went to work giving this boy his reward. k** couldn'... keep his mouth shut moaning like a slut. Loved that. Reached underneath his bra and pinched his little nips. Rubbed his skinny shaven body. Took his pulsing dick out of there, then gave his super tight hole a lick from the end of his crack to the tip of his dick. Cum leaked out of his beating sissy cock. I pumped it while I sucked. From base to. Her eyes were closed when I kissed her softly on her lips. I whispered, “If you tell me to stop, I will. Just lay there and enjoy”.I maneuvered down to her hips, spread her legs slightly and laid down. I kissed her bare belly many times and continued working my way South.Now my kisses were on her mons pubis. I was now detecting the sweet smell of pussy. It was so clean smelling. I worked my way down to her labia majoria. It was so damn perfect. The smell of her sweet cunt was getting stronger. She told me “Nalla mamisam undu veno ?” with little smile.I also smiled and after finished my dinner I asked towel.She showed me her napkin and said” Ithil thudaicho mone..”. I just pulled her napkin and rubbed my hands.I could see her thighs.I controlled myself and asked “Devima I am going to sleep. so please bring milk” and went to my bedroom.But she followed me and stood at the entrance of my bedroom.She asked “Ippo Pasuvinte Palilla.Venengil njaan tharaam.Venoda…”.and she enterd my bedroom. The contact between us was a cosmic force,turning me into nothing but a real woman. During the day, as I tended toManuelito, Mustapha's kisses and hugs would then transport me into asupernatural dimension of absolute, unquestionable, thrilling womanhood.I continued breastfeeding Manuelito for two months. In the last ten daysof my nursing him, my lactation started dwindling until I ran completelydry. He cried often, as he tried to suckle but no milk would come out, orvery little, so he would.