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About the beautiful other night with you and I and Ria and the ‘milk.’ I hope that that didn’t offend you. I see by your head shake that it didn’t. I have always loved my boobs to be nursed on. I fed my children from them all till they were at least 5 years old, and the youngest boy until he was 8. Among other results of this, they indian are each very healthy. And totally devoted to me their mother. Ria nursed on me from birth until she was 6, and resumed doing so when she was twelve and has continued doing so up to now. It seems to be an important element in her coping with her mental stresses. And the holding of her hand while she is making love in her bed is another element. Gives her a sense of security to be added to her obvious enjoyment of the sexual attention. Glad that that didn’t seem to freak you out.” “Irma, after my invitation into Ria’s life, I have come to accept that a lot of new, unique and strange things are going to happen. Along with my obvious desire for Ria, I am also totally devoted to her welfare. As to the ‘milk’ I love it. I nursed on my mom till I was 5. I made no issue when I was asked to quit, but I have missed it all of these years. None of the women that I have known intimately would allow me to nurse on them, even when they were pregnant and/or post-partum. It was not a really big issue to me, just one of my life desires sealed off due to another’s denial. We each deal with that all of the time. I was at first stunned, then delighted that you included that in our shared fun with Ria. I love the taste of mother’s milk right from the teat. And it was wonderful of you to share that with me.” “I am glad that you feel that way about it. And I decided to break off nursing with my children, when they asked for cookies to go along with their milk.” A mischievous grin filled her face at that remark. “Actually, that was what my mother told me. And she was laughing about it, too. But, Gunther has remained my constant nursee since I came into my milk with my first child. He simply adores the teat and the milk, and it is one of my special connections with him. He is so sweet about it, even sometimes pretends to be my child. I have always produced prodigious quantities of milk. So much, with the constant nursing on me, that I have over the years pumped the excess out and put in in tiny bottles to be delivered to the OB ward at the hospital black for the newborns there. They tested it and said that it is perfect for that use. Would you like to send some of it with you to work, when it can be arranged? I could prepare some in a Starbuck’s Frappuccino bottle from the snack store down the street and flavor it, if you like. Then we could trade out bottles when we can for you to have this treat often. I know that you would prefer it from the tit, but this way you can enjoy it even when you are away from us. This would be great, since it gives me another reason to continue in milk production. You see, it keeps me slim, in great health, a wonderful connection with body those that I love (said with sexy lowered eyes) and sparks my desires in my pussy.” I smarmy with a generous dollop of humor offered, “Isn’t it wonderful that such a simple thing can please so many people???” Then I smiled deeply and moved over to kiss her breastworks. She pretended to be irritated and patted my face away. “No time for that, at this time. We have things still to discuss. Ah, a little later I think!” I pretended to have hurt feelings and then broke out into a huge smile and patted her arm. I closed my eyes and waited sexy for the pain. Patty thrust her tongue onto the piss-slit as the jizz oozed out plentifully. “Amazing as always, . Uncle is very lucky to have a wife like you!!”, I said with a naughty smile.. “We’re 14, is that a problem?” indian She decided to ignore the compliment. After receiving the call, Zeke Blackwelder was dispatched. Well, if a Tusken female's body black matched her face, then didn't that apply here in the reverse? I hoped that would soften her disposition towards me somewhat. "OH Fuck! He looks for his own table, which is apparently right next to mine. “Please…” He dressed and went to the kitchen to check if the other ladies were up yet. She was dressed in her gray overalls with the top undue and the sleeves wrapped around her beautiful waist. Good thing because cleaning carpets for a living sucked. So we made a plan to surprise you. About two minutes after they came back Sissy leaned to my ear “I need some fresh air, go outside with me.” Thinking she just wanted an escort I stood then followed her outside. body