“So you remember it too, then,” she said in a small voice. “How could I not…”She grinned and spread her legs again. A moment passed where we...sat and stared at each other’s equipment. “See yesterday…?” “When I didn’t wear underwear? Yeah, I tried to get you to notice.” “I did. I must’ve masturbated seven times just to calm myself down.”She giggled and jumped up. Then ran over to me, yanked my t-shirt off and pushed me back down on to the sofa. She launched herself on top of me, her upper thighs. She was squeezing his shoulders quickly, repeatedly, and trembling. Her back arched occasionally and her hips started bouncing harder on his cock entirely on their own. Her low moans became quick, fast, almost pleading whimpers. What was happening…? He drew a long suck on her breast, and she went tense, her whimpers pitching high for a second, then relaxed and he was surprised by a hot gush of something thick, warm, and very sweet into his mouth. She was….lactating??? Holy FUCK that was hot!. More

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