I strained to hear anything from the other end of the line. There was someone moving around so much I heard the bed squeaking. Finally Stacey came bac...k on the line, ‘Nessie? Sorry about that. I was just getting more… comfortable.’ I could absolutely hear the grin on her face. Then, another bed squeak. ‘Stace, what EXACTLY is going on right now?’ ‘You want me to tell you EXACTLY what is going on right now?’ Her tone was obvious, she was talking to someone else. I distinctly heard another voice. She had never experienced anything like this. It was on a par with having sex with a Breeder.Janet once again held her nipples and, taking a deep shuddering breath, pinched both. One nipple sprayed a thin stream of milk a few feet in front of her, onto the floor while the other stream clung to her finger. Janet lifted the drops of milk to her mouth and licked them from her finger. She felt the same warm rush of pleasure as from the glass of milk she had minutes ago.The girl next to her, Aurora,. The precum flows allowing for a lick and taste of your own desirable nectar. you imagine another guy savouring the taste as it dribbles from your slit. the desire and wish that it could be for real is overwhelming. The scenario expanding explodes your imagination as you picture the scene, you want to be pat of it, you are observer a voyeur and perhaps even a participant.the excitement builds unto you must complete yourself and maximise your pleasure.what is below should help achieve that.i. “My name is Darrell and yours?” She told me her name was Jeanie. We were so close that every movement was a slight brush against each other‘s bodies. It was now obvious I was hard , with a visible bulge in my jeans. She told me to put the DVDs down and took me over back to the lubes. Jeanie directed me to another display in the store. It was a karma sutra display. She showed me another oil. “This is good for all over the body .I slightly pressed my hard on to her hip. She smiled. I told her.