I used to masturbate furiously just to kill off any out of sync brain function and mental activity sometimes once was never enough. “J are you ready...” Marcy was smacking my door with impatience of a 10 year old.“Hold your horses! I’m coming” I opened the door and as requested a Cabbie was on stand by to take my luggage.Marcy clearly was not dressed for the occasion more like vacation. She wore a white one piece dress that hugged her pert breasts and it was short enough to arouse unwanted. John payed lots of attention to Carlas stretched out nipples. The effects of the lactation inducing suction schedule were distending and swelling her milk ducts. Soon they would begin oozing their mammary gifts, and John could not wait to get her nourishment. If he could help, by stimulating her, he would do his part. John sucked and suckled as he sat Carla on his lap. She bounced on him and built his hardness up to the required state and took her time holding him on the edge of explosion as. I got embarrassed and didn’t talk anything so she said chill buddy don’t worry.And we went to our rooms all my friends left somewhere without telling me and I was pissed about it and then she came.She came in and slept beside me. She slowly turned towards facing me and asked whats the matter I was upset and told her everything she said don’t worry and she told that you know what my boobs size is 50 c imagine how big are they I said buddy don’t talk like that I hate it.But I was feeling happy. ‘I’m sorry,’ I say because I don’t know what else I can say. I know I don’t want to tell him how electric my body still feels from his fingers. ‘It’s just…’ He takes a deep breath. An important breath, by the sounds of it. ‘I just… I had this notion, this thought that I would kiss you once and you would just know, you know?’ I want to tell him this isn’t a movie… life doesn’t actually work like that. ‘Know what, Ben?’ I ask dangerously. I really want to know the answer, but I also totally.