Your happiness is within you.Jane, would you like your breasts smaller?No. I like them just like they are.Great grandma, could you make my breasts lac...tate?I will let you and your mom decide on that when we get home.OK, Jane. I would like E Cup breasts lactating. Is that big enough for you, honey butter?Dear, any thing you want is fine with me. I suppose you want me to help in the milking, don't you?Jane, would you mind if Max and I suck on your breasts and remained connected so I could see what. Motioning toward a doorway I said, ‘Let’s go in the living room.’ I couldn’t help but to watch her sweet, round ass swaying in her own tight blue jeans as we moved into the other room. ‘Have a seat,’ I told her as I flopped down on one end of the couch. She sat down on the middle cushion and leaned her head back with a sigh. I opened one of the cans and handed it to her before opening the other for myself. ‘It’s really good to see you,’ she told me. ‘Yeah, it’s great seeing you too,’ I. He had to leave there at once. Mullady bolted the door behind them.He dismissed the ranch foreman and returned to his den and sat himself down on the cushiony lounge chair.He kicked off his shoes and put his stocking feet atop the desk and rested his heavy head on the back of the chair.As he relaxed he could see the sun setting on the horizon out from the picture window behind the oak desk.It looked like a bleeding asshole. It radiated with an intense fury. The whole room became bathed in a red. Her hand drifted down to her panties. Isa stuck her hand in them, feeling her damp treasure. Her breathing quickened. Her other hand was on her breast, rubbing it.“Ahhh. Ahhh… oh, shit, I want some dick…” Isa said in want. Isa rubbed her treasure some more, then tasted herself.She then hastily went into her bedroom, looking for her reliable dildo. After Isa found it, she smiled and began moisturizing it with saliva. She spit on it first then began to suck on said dildo with vigor. Her tongue.