SHE PULLS MY HEAD HARD ON HER, WANTING ME TO SUCK THEM, LIKE A BABY SUCKING ITS MOMMA'S MILK.I WAS SURPRISED THAT WHILE I WAS SUCKING HARD, HER MILK D...ID COME IN MY MOUTH. AT FIRST IT WAS WEIRD, BUT I WAS ENJOYING THE TASTE. SHE HELD MY HEAD IN A WAY, THAT I'VE NEVER BEEN HELD. I MOVED OVER TO HER OTHER TIT, I DIDN'T HAVE TO SUCK AS MUCH BEFORE HER MILK FILLED MY MOUTH. I LIFTED TO HER AND GAVE HER, HER MILK. SHE SWALLOWED AND KISSED ME AGAIN.I WORK MY KSSES BACK TO HER RED NIPPLES, SUCK ON. As soon as we were alone, "Dad, what are you going to do about Hazel?" I was wondering that, myself. Don't you think I'm too old for her?" I think that ought to be her decision rather than yours, don't you? Dad, you obviously adore one another. She's a stunner, a keeper, and you'd be a fool to drive her away." What about your inheritance?" Stuff that! We'd be waiting years anyway, even if we needed it. Dad, you deserve some happiness, and I think Hazel does too. I may be wrong ... Kitten may be. But, beyond them, I love your voice, and your gentleness, and the way that you talk and read to The Kitten." He licked all over the areola then, a game in which he tries to avoid the nipple. He can't quite avoid it, but the touches are unpredictable, and very light, and incredibly tingly."Oh Bob," I said. He kissed the nipple. It was a light peck for goodbye."I love you," he said as he started to kiss down across my stomach. I was recovered now, and anxious for him to get to his goal. Bob. Her clit.She groaned into my twat. My nipples ached against her flesh. The naughty girl wiggled her tongue around inside of me. She moaned with what sounded like frustration. Her tongue seemed to be straining inside of me, reaching as far as possible.“Damn it,” she groaned.“No more cum in me?” I asked.“No more.” She squirmed beneath me as I fluttered against her clit. “Mmm, but you do have a tasty twat, Dr. Elliston.” Her tongue caressed up my slit. “Ooh, yes, let’s do it.”She fluttered her.