She had one who had a way of exciting her just simply by a series of one line private messages, he was into the unusual, had a thing about writing sex...ually based stories, and about dogs, none of your Phil Drabble ‘one man and his dog’ series, or ‘Lassie’ for him but the full blown K9 erotic stuff.Holly had found these so erotic that she had a desire to try it for herself. However when she had mentioned it to Ken her husband he had laughed, saying that he thought it was all in imagination and. She met his amused gaze."You're pretty big." She told him."You've had sex before." A couple times. Not much fun, nothing like what we just did. Neither guy was anywhere near as big as you. Will it even fit?" Sure." He assured her. "Give it a taste, see if you like it."She licked up the pre-cum dribbling from his hole. "Oh yeah!" She muttered. "Tasty!" She licked again.She worked him from base to tip, bathing every inch with her tongue. She flicked his glans, watched the organ jump. She rimmed. After the miscarriage, she started complaining of an unpleasant sensation in her breasts, and trying to massage the pain away one night was rewarded with a cascade of milk squirting from her nipples. The nurse suggested that perhaps there was an excess of prolactin in her system, and provided her with a breast pump. A few days later, Pamela was asked if she would like to donate her breast milk to some of the premature and clinically ill babies in the NICU, and she agreed, wanting to put a. Steven continued to talk to Becca. Mrs Bentham was quickly back with two blankets which she laid over Becca and tucked in against her sides."I'd like to put them under her too," she said, "but you're right; we mustn't move her. Molly, I think every one could do with a hot sweet drink." Yes, Mrs Bentham. Kim and Dawn."The two girls nodded and trooped off.The ambulance arrived before the hot drinks. Becca was carefully lifted onto a stretcher and the team was away again within two minutes..