At this point you must suckle like a weaning calf or you cannot cum. You must earn the right to swallow the maleness into your body. Your system will ...process the protein and it will nourish you, becoming part of you.”“Please don’t stop! OH GOD! DON”T STOP! I will. I WILL! I’ll swallow every drop. Please let me cum”John continued the stop and go stimulation of Sheila’s aching tits. “Your hair, Sheila. You know I love the smell of freshly dyed hair.”“Yes, Master, yes! I’ll dye my hair for you.. Now I call my sweetheart Neemo (I like to call her by this name " "This is not her actual name, so i think there is no harm in using the name only she and i know. Moderators: Please remove the sentence in the inverted commas" ). She appeared to be very shy and decent girl. She was fair color and a lovely small body. I just thinking about her but could not do anything first yr of our studies. First yr was very tough regarding studies as well, so I also don’t do anything. Then came the 2nd yr, I. "And, don't worry! Two is company, three's a crowd! If you get my meaning."Before we go any further, I need to explain my relationship with my wife. I love her dearly. She is tall, thin, small breasted, with dark, dark brown hair. We have a great deal in common, like our passion for Victorian architecture, but for some inexplicable reason, she has no interest in sex. There must be some repressed childhood memory or something. She just doesn't have the drive for sex like most women her age. She. We discussed many things over breakfast - how my repairs to the house were going, what I planned to do afterward. Ilane was thrilled when I told her that I would be doing major repairs to the village, with much stronger wood. On more than one occasion, Ilane, or Ruben, tried to pry out what had brought us together. For the most part, I was able to side-step the question, but I knew I would not be able to leave the table unless I gave them something.Her attention was creating a stirring in my.