It's only a dream." The bedside light was on.His eyes snapped open and he looked confused. Then, recognizing me, he pulled me to him and sobbed on my ...breast. I sat down on the bed and cradled his head in my arms and on my lap. "It's the pain killers. And the chemo," he said. "I have terrible dreams. I'm afraid of the dark." He was still trying to catch his breath between sobs and his cheeks were streaked with tears. My soldier brother, always so sure of himself, was a big baby.Mike was wearing. Once we all reached the convention hall, there was the usual hubbub of people. Colorful costumes, laughter, people shouting things in Japanese, debating over whether Goku could beat Superman, you know... nerd stuff. I walked into the building and immediately felt like I was home.The day was filled with fun; meeting voice actors, buying souvenirs, checking out hot women in skimpy outfits, the usual. That was always one of my favorite parts of conventions: the costumes girls would wear to them.. Melody's creamy breast milk squirted into my mouth. I savored the sweet, hot treat spilling into my life. I suckled away, my frustration melting. It was so relaxing nursing from a breast. Especially my sister's breast. I gulped down her milk. I loved how it felt in my mouth, how it coated my tongue and teeth. The flavor was so delicious, sweeter than normal milk, with a cantaloupe flavor that added an exciting delight to it.I gulped it down as I suckled with such hunger. Pam snuggled closer to. ”My wife gave a naughty smile and said “arre is chotu ka lund nahin dekha kya….Saala tha to kala mera pasand ka rang per lag raha tha ki shaayad iska lund 3 ya 4 inch ka he hoga….Per lund dekh ke to aag lag jaati hai na…Kya karoon….Aur maine kisi chotte ladke ka lund bhi to nahin dekha hai aaj tak…..Sirf us bhikari aur rickshaw wale ka bada lund dekha hai…..Soch rahi hoon ke ek baar ek bina seal toota lund bhi dekh loon haath aur muh laga ker…..Bechara saara time khud he lund hilata.