“Oh well,” I said finally. “If you’re curious like that, let’s do it, but on my terms.” I poured the rest of the wine into her glass and p...t the cork back in the bottle, before putting it sideways on the table. “Come on, spin!” I told her.“What, spin the bottle?” she asked.“Exactly,” I replied. “If it’s my turn, you can ask a question. If it’s your turn, you’ll do as I tell you.”She sipped the glass and looked deep into my eyes. Her red lips turned into a naughty smile. Novella knew too well. With the four women cradling her. Brenna gasping for breath, the pleasure still tingling through her body. After a few minutes, Katerina spoke, Do you feel much better my love? Brenna nodded. Many brides need the release from all the tension of the whole day. Plus, you need to feel completely sexy in your wedding dress. When you put it on, you will remember the sensations. Brenna nodded again, hugging her body in pleasure. Kat said with a wink before continuing, Im going to go tailor your. ‘Hello,’ said Chris, ‘I’m Chris.’ He reached out a hand to shake the other mans. ‘Mike,’ said the man, ‘Mike Stafford, I’m an old friend of the family.’ ‘Nice to meet you,’ said Chris as genuinely as he could, despite the other man’s proprietary attitude to the room, ‘See you must have ‘found’ our new address as well then, how lucky.’ ‘Well,’ he grinned, ‘can’t shirk my responsibilities to an old comrade’s family can I?’ he chuckled but with little humour at Chris’s arrival and intervention, ‘I. My own milk streaked down my chest and ran onto my cock and down my legs, little s*s’s free tit leaked even after feeding, and the mother and daughter pair both squirted more of it with no one to drink from them.I sent tentacles out around the room, attaching them to each free lactating nipple and began suckling. It was a strange sensation, drinking one’s own milk, but I loved it. Mommy and the two Asian females groaned in thanks at the release of pressure, and I could feel the milk being.