We studied each other, blinking slow, like time had been paused, like all that remained in this world was the two of us, Bonnie and Clyde, two fucked-...up people with crazy lives, gunning down anyone who got in our way with words, harsh words, protecting ourselves from the world.And so I kissed him, his lips tasting like Nirvana, like happiness and euphoria and paradise and heaven all rolled into one chest-aching feeling. My eyes pricked with tears as he took my face in his hands, his fingers. Vicky screamed. This was just like that awful Prometheus movie, only better written.Daph watched frozen in horror as the thing slowly slithered its way up on top of her. An eyeball on a stalk waved in front of her face, inspecting her. Meanwhile two tentacles with gaping mouths at the ends slithered and slobbered around her chest before finally attaching themselves to her engorged, leaking nipples. Then the creature started suckling loudly at her swollen teats with the force of an industrial. Mom: Why were you aroused? You had just masturbated previous night.Me: Mom, you would be angry if I said.Mom: No beta, I want to understand you. I will never be angry of any reason of your masturbation. Promise!Me: (After a long pause and much hesitating) I got aroused by seeing your cleavage.Mom: Ohhhh, is that it. I had guessed it. That is why I allowed you to continue. So my cleavage makes you more aroused?Me: Yes mom, very much. It’s not only about your cleavage; I was very excited that I. One in the bottle. The other on her chest and then dripping between her legs.I watched as she moved her free hand, to pick up the full bottle of breast milk, off the desk. Emma picked up the bottle. She then moved it toward me. "Ok! Even know I can sell it for money. You have been nice today. Here! Take a small sip. I can't believe you want to. My husband would run upstairs by now. Well??? How does it taste." said Emma. I took the small bottle. I dipped my tongue in the top of the.