. You see, the vast majority who go on that "farm" are all like us, even more worse...- And aren't you ashamed, afraid? Letting a man you've never see...n give you - a few massages, a few touches... Until you get laid! I don't know if I leave it get that far.- Silly, you're very silly. That's why Adilson did what he did tô you all these years and you still live with the bastard until today.- Divorced... And I... I'm about tô change.- Who separates from their husband and stays in the same house. He has confessed to wanting a third child only for the milk sex. We both laughed a bit. My hands were itching to do something so I stood up and moved behind her on the couch. Here I know how uncomfortable it can be. I proceeded to massage her neck. Oh you have wonderful hands. You should have done when I was pregnant. Tammy felt her breast to see if the milk was empty. She unlatched the baby and moved him to the other side. I stood above her, spying on her wet, milky nipple. I so wanted to. We followed the river towards Lake Street, we went under a train bridge where they pointed out some stairs going down & told me that was another area to find cock, a little ways up they slowed & pointed to a hidden trail that they said went to the same areaSaturday nite I went back down to the river to suck some cock & get my ass fucked. I found the dirt trail going down that zigzagged to the bottom. Before I got to the bottom the trail split & one led to a cliff that ended overlooking an open. Whenever he made contact with her clit, she cried out with wanting.John Smith had never gone down on a woman before. He had grown up in a macho ghetto culture which held women to be subservient to men. It was up to the woman to prove her fertility and her womanhood by becoming pregnant. With welfare, marriage was never even considered. Now with Mary, his world was turning upside down. He wanted to worship her. Dimly he recalled reading about tribes in Africa headed by women. In the tribe, the.