I came back and sat on the couch. After a few minutes, I caught him staring at my tits. I got concerned about this and angrily I asked him what are yo...u doing. He felt startled and was blabbering something.I said to him that this is wrong and he shouldn’t be doing like this. He then shakingly said that he has not seen any woman’s breast live and the fact that they are lactating excited him further. I was not able to come up with an answer and the whole room fell silent.After a few minutes he. He could hear his wife upstairs getting their children to bed, his son squalling as usual about wanting to stay up later.Johnny was now three, very active and, as his grandmother put it, quite full of himself. He insisted on playing with the older boys every chance he got and constantly came home with scraped knees and elbows as well as torn clothes and an occasional shiner from their rough and tumble games of make-believe train robberies or Indians raids on the brave, but usually outnumbered,. He loved fucking his new wife, Esther. Even though she was nearly a decade older than him she still had a terrific body, with those big, full tits that he loved to suck, and that round ass which felt so nice when he grabbed it and squeezed those fat, soft cheeks. He loved to open her ass and slide the side of his hand back and forth along her hairy crotch, rubbing at her cunt meat and her puckered round asshole. She was a great fuck, about the best he'd ever had. And he had had a lot. He felt. My mouth was watering as I slowly began to take the massive tool in. It had become fully erect and it took a bit of work to relax my jaw muscles enough to take more of it into my mouth, swirling my tongue around his shaft the whole time. “That’s it, kid. You’re doing great. You’re a born cocksucker,” Rick coaxed. I massaged his balls with my right hand, feeling the light fuzz that covered them. Soon, his pubes were tickling my nose.One of the guys yelled, “Damn! He’s taken the whole thing.