'Do you like mothers milk', he turned from the fridge open door, obviously shocked, I sat pulling the thin fabric from my nipples, as if accentuating ...Maddona's pointy tits, I smiled warmly, he obviously knew I was lactating but now I was drawing him into a conversation about my breasts.'I think I did as a baby, but I dont remember the taste', I smiled warmly and started to unbutton a few buttons to expose my heavy breasts, my husband was probably just at the traffic lights on the high street,. Don got the ball gag out of the nightstand drawer.He took my soaking red panties off of the bed and wrapped them around the ball.He then put it in my mouth and connected the velcro band of the gag on theback of my head. I had never tasted my own love juices before. I kind of enjoyedit and started thinking about maybe having a lesbian day with my 23-year-oldsister while Don is at work someday. She isn't married and it could be a niceexperience for use. My thoughts came to a quick halt when Don. She leaned down and frenched her son. As her tongue entered his mouth she made another contraction. Steve almost blew his wad right then. He actually grabbed his mother’s hips and lifted her until only a few inches of his cock were inside her. He'd do anything to prevent a premature ejaculation. "No you don’t," Cindy wickedly stated. She placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed down with all her might. She began rocking back and forth. Steve responded with a counter motion. Cindy began to. ” I put my thumbs each side of her pussy lips and gently parted them, a trickle of her juices ran out and wet the bed. I continued licked around and around, up and down, but avoided touching her clit. Her pussy tasted salty and hot. She was rolling her hips around, I think she was trying to put her clit on my tongue, I licked faster all around her pussy, sometimes pushing the tip of my tongue into her. “Oh god Dan, Oh yes……. Oh yes” she was moaning, her face pushed into the bed, her hands.