A lot of women who breastfeed enjoy this for the pleasure which it provides them."She smiled at me, "Bravo! I'm lucky you like milk. More?"Olga had a ...ood sense of humor so we laughed a little."What I read on the Net that lactation combined with sex is even more pleasurable. The released oxytocin causes orgasm and euphoria," I continued my humorous exam."Yes, the constant sex twice a day is important, not daily one. If you were far from home, I would use an electric breast pump to lactate. The loud crack of wood against flesh rang in my ears. I gasped, trembled as my body slid forward on the table from the force of the swat, unable to stop my forward motion with my hands. However, my knees did not buckle.Another loud crack and again I cried out, unable to stop a moan from escaping my tightly pursed lips. I was trying to be grown up and hide my pain.I swallowed hard and tried to brave. The paddle slammed into my butt and I vocalized my pain letting loose with a high-pitched. She looked down at me with bright blue eyes set in a delicate-featured face with a cute, upturned nose, and a fair but not quite pale complexion. Her expression was creased with worry, and her lips parted as if in mid-word. Her figure was thoroughly hidden by the armour she wore, but my memory immediately provided for what her protection hid- small handfuls of breast, a lithe and athletic frame with just the barest hint of muscle. All in all, a high-tier beauty.To say I was at a loss for words. ”“Okay. Thanks, Adam. Look online for a pregnancy hotline. Maybe one of those can help.”“I will do that.” He embraced her again and kissed her lips. “Try to relax. We’ll get this solved so we can get on with life.”Kara nodded and more tears filled her eyes. “I’m sorry I popped off at you. I know it’s not your fault.”“I want us to get past this and for you to get birth control that will ensure we’ll never have to face this again.”“That’s what I want, too.”“Do you want me to stay with you.