Her soft skin on my shoulders drove me mad as she began to buck her hips, urging me to suck harder. Finally, taking control of her legs, I pressed the...m back flatting her tits with her knees and rolling on to her upper back, and flicked my tongue gently over her asshole. She gasped for air from the shock and the sensation, which was the point of course, until she grabbed me by the hair and pulled me to her. My pants were gone by this point and I was rock hard. I rubbed the head of my cock on her. I like that their bodies change and really get turned on when their breast milk comes in. I love the taste of mother’s milk. I find it a turn-on to suckle on their milky breasts. It’s very arousing and erotic to me.My obsession with pregnant women happened, when I was staying the summer at a friend’s house. His mother recently had a baby and started breastfeeding. Several times, I watched her breastfeed and found the whole process beautiful. She mentioned that her husband wasn’t liking all the. All I could think was, I am going to fuck her. She went into the house through the backdoor. I was right behind her. She set her fruit on the counter and turned to me. I had my arms around her in an instant, mouth on hers. She responded in kind, kissing and nibbling hungrily at my lips, her hands pulling at my belt, popping the button on my jeans. A moment of panic froze me. We were in her kitchen. What if someone walked in? But she was on her knees now in front of me, pulling open the top of. George looked scared. Suddenly Phil could stand it no more."What I suggest," he said, his voice almost a shout, "is that we turn off all the lights, send the crew below deck, remove our clothes and play 'Sardine'!"There was a moment of shock and then the happy, relieved babble started again. The game was what they needed to get started.The game of 'Sardine' is usually played in a large house with many rooms, halls and other hiding places. One person is chosen sardine. The lights go out. The.