He teased the swollen nipple with his tongue. "Oh, god," Nikki groaned, "you do that so well." Sweet Jesus," Jake thought, "I don't believe this is ha...pening to me," as he slurped on Nikki's chest."Jake, dear," she cooed softly, "suck some milk from my nipples, it turns me on so much to breast feed a man." Jake didn't need another invitation, and using his lips and tongue he drew hard on the puffy, swollen nipple, and incredibly his mouth was flooded with sweet tit milk. Nikki hissed loudly as. "They shifted and Crystal reached out to feel my face as I waited, "but you..."I looked away, "I wish I were Kaire."Gem shook her head, "but..."I caressed her thigh, "but I have ten thousand Kaire DNA samples. I have grown a Kaire body, a male that is around his sixteenth year."Crystal caressed my face, "you are telling us because?"I sighed, "because after you have your sight you may not want me."Gem straightened, "we would not..."Crystal rubbed my chest, "would you like to consummate your. This school had produced some of the most succesful dancers in the world, with many alumni now dancing in Moscow and St. Petersburg, but also all over the globe. Of course, no one ever spoke about those who had failed to excel within the harsh environment of this school, the failures who had been broken by the teachers and could consider themselves lucky if they got to dance at a strip-club after dropping out.Kara had always been one of the most promising young dancers, rising up to the demands. C'est ça." She sighed once more. "'Arry, I would like a drink. Would you like one?" I may as well. I'll pop to the dining car and get it. What would you like ... Erm ... I'm sorry, I don't know your name." Oh, mon Dieu. Je suis désolé. This is so rude of me. My name is Céline. Céline de Montagne." Pleased to meet you, Céline. Now, what can I get you?"Harry fetched drinks and retook his seat by the window. Céline sipped her dry white wine, stretched out her legs and relaxed into the chair. Harry.