I drank her milk from the fridge later.I questioned her cheerfully with smile, "Do you want to achieve your sex fantasy to feed me with your milk sole...ly?"Olga laughed and she said, "After three months you'll also dream about such a World where this is the reality."She was wrong, because I began to dream on such imagined World after one month."I liked the pint of milk and one banana for breakfast, as this was my breakfast earlier, so I think I'll soon get used to your breakfast."She smiled at me. They were huge and hardly held in check by her tight V-necked angora jersey. It had been tucked into an equally tight mini-skirt. She seemed to wear the skirt only to hug her hips and leave her endless legs free to play all the way down to a pair of towering heels.Monroe, I thought, but taller. Mansfield — ah no, sexier ... she was just every wet dream the golden era of sex goddesses ever produced. And she brought it all over to me — sashaying and smiling as if she knew me.I rose to my. ." Spreading your legs?" fired back Andre."No need to insult the lady," interjected the count."I see no lady! All I see is a whore." And all I see is a cuckold who peeps through the cracks of doors and..." Stop it, please -- both of you!" cried Justine. "Andre, I know I've been unfaithful and for that I am truly sorry, but you must understand, I am helpless to resist Eric. He has taken me away from you and there is nothing you nor I can do about it. I belong to him now. I am his." Then I'm. .. I don't see how we'd manage to abstain from... this. Unless youstrike yourself barren, you'll end up pregnant eventually. If you don'twant it to happ??" I do want it."His hand gathered the hem of my undergown over my hips. He kissed me."So do I."I lifted my leg on Reg, and he helped me on top of him. I enhanced myvision, so I could Reg in the gloom. With little positioning, Reg'smember found my wet lower lips. A yelp escaped my upper ones.Reg let me take my time. When I finally lowered.