It all started when Mike poked his head through the now-open bathroom door. "You really don't have to put a ton of make up on..." I don't wear that mu...h," she replied -- then frowned a bit as a thought occurred to her. "Why, exactly?'Mike looked guilty. "No reason." His eye caught a smudge on his collar in the mirror, and he tried to pull it out, "It stains my shirt." It'll wash." She eyed him, frowning. "That isn't all there is to it, is it?"Mike considered lying, but it appeared that he was. I was intoxicated and swimming in a sexual haze as he pounded my tight, wet pussy. I could not count how many times I came."That was the best sucking and fucking I have ever done in my life," he said. "And that is saying a hell of a lot. You are the prettiest, sexiest and horniest little cunt I have ever known." Mitch told me I was now his slut and that he would be coming back to Boston once or twice a month for business and that I would have to find any excuse to be with him. He didn't. We kissed until I dropped her on the bed. She removed my shirt & jeans. I joined her on the bed in my undies. She lay with her back facing the roof & my hands started exploring her back. I unhooked her bra & turned her to remove it completely. I got an erection while seeing her erect nipples. I started to tease them with my fingers & thumb. She started moaning slowly. I took one of her nipples in my mouth & sucked it really hard, & then moved to the other.This way, I increased her desires to. While watching Matthew gulp the white fluid down, Kyle started to feel incredibly thirsty himself. Staring at that milk, he realized that he wanted some. That milk looked really good suddenly. Before he could say anything, Matthew put the empty bottle down, sighing in relief. Kyle felt slightly disappointed, but at the same time, wondered why he should desire that milk. It certainly hadn't tasted that good. It was then that it struck him. Matthew had been drinking that strange milk when he was.