He squeezed my balls just hard enough to make the point that I really had no choice.He straddled my chest and waved his cock mere inches from my face ...urging, "Beg for it Bitch; You know you want it."He tightened its grip on my balls and I knew that I was being made an offer I couldn't refuse.He kept me begging to suck his cock for several minutes before he slid it into my mouth. This time I only had to suck it until he was erect before he left to present himself to his Mistresses. What relief I. As we were drinking our coffee, I suddenly got an over whelming desire to want to fuck this chubby grandmother, as I had done with Nancy a few months previously. I suggested we go into the lounge to finish our coffee, and she agreed. We were sat on the sofa talking, when I put my arm around her shoulders, she didn't say anything so I let it linger there for a few minutes.She said she had to get going and stood up, I asked her why and she said she had things to do, as she stood in front of me I. Back then, she was at least a large C, despite being in pretty good shape, body type wise. I thought back to one of our days playing soccer together. This trip back would be similar in length to my previous one. I hit the button and waited for the decent timed flash of light to give way.This time, the light barely diminished, as I appeared in the middle of a bright, sunny grass field. I recognized a few people that I used to hang out with, and I looked at my own outfit, seeing an athletic red. “You’ve been looking at my tits every time I breastfeed Andy.”“Well, it’s not like it’s easy not to watch,” I said in my defense.Without a word and her lips still spread in a playful grin, Callie exposed her other milk-filled breast. With her left hand, she gently cupped the heavy tit and lifted it. I just stared at it, my eyes riveted to the milky white globe and the dark, fat nipple that oozed milk.“Would you like to taste my milk, daddy?” she asked softly.“I… ah maybe we shouldn’t have this.