Malik's cock was massive. His black cock looked like it was about 7-inches long, but what truly amazed me was how thick it was. I reached out and gent...ly grabbed it by the base. His cock was rock hard. And yet his flesh was soft and warm. Malik let out a soft moan when I wrapped my hand around the shaft. I could see a few drops of liquid leaking from the tip. I started moving my hand slowly up and down his shaft. I used some of his pre-cum to lubricate my hand. Soon my hand was gliding nicely up. I started massaging her back, pushing her pajama top up toward her shoulder. Finally she lifted herself up and pulled her top over her head. She was completely naked now. I kissed her for the first time and then let my tongue search out her nipples. After sucking on her tits, she pulled my head up so that our eyes met and said something that caught me completely off guard."I've never been with anyone other than Peter. I love Peter, but we're getting married in three months and I don't want to. He put the pillows he was using, on her lap and accommodated himself so he could feed from her tits. When he laid down to take his “early breakfast” She took her tits out of her nightgown, her light brown globes full, her pink nipples fully engorged and begging to be suckled. He brought his tongue to her left nipple and he could feel her body relax, and feld her sigh when he started sucking. He was immediately rewarded with warm sweet milk, and he felt how her tit gushed milk to his wanting. After a few minutes she had a series of x-rays of my chest, and went off to get them developed in a small darkroom they had in one corner of the building, leaving me alone with Mom.Her normal happy expression was gone, replaced by a mixture of concern and sadness. It almost seemed that a little of the spark that always seemed to be driving her was gone, and reminded me a lot of when she got sick, before we tried the blood mixing that eventually saved her life.“It will be ok,” I told her,.