I was worried I'd startleaking."Kelly's face made a stern expression as her vagina voice said, "I TOLDyou to pump your milk out before they arrived."P...ete just shrugged and said, "You were right hun. I'd better get insideto pump and change shirts."Zach piped up, "Yeah, I'd better pump too, my production has been off thecharts this past week. Can never be too careful."Dan just nodded in agreement and the three men went into the house tobegin pumping breastmilk from their lactating tits.Kelly. Sex and eroticism has always been a d**g I have craved in my life; the doses of it have been different at times, but it is always in me. What sexual repression thought me was how sweet the fruit can taste after wanting it so long. with time and build up, the payoff is better. Just as I experienced in sex itself, the more foreplay and sensual touching, kissing, and even spanking before the actual penetration, the all more explosive and pleasurable the climax and “outcum”;) Although I had had. Like that." And you've been the other chick."She laughed a little. "Yeah. Only once have I had a job that was just girl on girl."I was fascinated to know who the woman who called was."What kind of woman, was it... curious, like me?"Raquel took a moment to softly caress my breasts, but she could tell I wanted to take this slowly, so she slid her hands down to the drawstring of my skirt, knelt, and untied it."It was a lesbian business woman. She was here on some kind of convention, and had just. "Get in the corner, you purple fucktrash." The woman spat out at her, and with a heart beating itself out of her chest Irea obeyed. She left her drink behind and scooted into the shadowy corner of the inn, where the wood was stained with the remains of countless brutal conquests.That thick black shaft slapped Irea in the face, eliciting a yelp of surprise and putting her attention back on the woman in front of her. Her hair was buzzed short, and as that cock wetly slid back and forth across her.