Adult Breastfeeding Compilation 11

“Brandon, what are you doing?” She opened her eyes and tried to crane her neck to look back at him, but in this position she couldn’t see him, and if he answered her she couldn’t hear him over the music coming through the noise-cancelling headphones he’d put on her. Tegan assumed if he wanted her to know he would Nipples take them off her so they could talk properly. With some amount of trepidation she resigned to wait, until after a moment she felt his fingers enter her vagina again. They felt cold again, from a fresh coat of lube he’d apparently applied. And she was pretty sure that he was using three fingers this time. Again her mind cast back yesterday to the story she’d told him about her first encounter with Bethany, and how he’d lamented that the story didn’t end with her being fisted as well. Was that what he was planning? She felt her stomach turn with anxiety as she tried to imagine how that would feel. The dildo they’d stuffed into her yesterday had seemed like it was pushing her little hole to it’s limit but logically she knew that a vagina was capable of more, not that she’d ever intended to find out for herself. She was not at all confident that she was up to this kind of challenge, or that she even wanted to try. “Brandon, wait a minute.” She protested as she felt him push his three fingers and then try to add a fourth, feeling her muscles stretching. “Wait, Brandon, can we talk about this?” He still wasn’t answering lactation her, at least not as far as she could tell, and suddenly the urgency overcame her relaxed submissive trance the massage and music had put her in. She flicked her head angrily until the headphones came loose and she rolled herself onto her side, away from him. “Brandon, what the fuck?” “What’s wrong?” Brandon was standing there, seemingly mollified. “Brandon, were you seriously just going to try and fist me, without even asking?” “I uh… well we talked about it yesterday.” “That was a really personal story I told you, and it was about me doing it to someone else, because she asked me to.” “I thought if you were nice and relaxed you might want to try it as well.” “And it didn’t occur to you to ask me, or even tell me what you had planned.” “I thought it would be better if I surprised you.” “Brandon,” Tegan said, gritting her teeth “I don’t think that’s true. And I’m going to ask tits you to be completely honest with me, and I promise I won’t get mad.” “…ok.” “Did you try it because you genuinely thought I would enjoy it, or did you try and force me into it because you thought I would say no if you asked?” My route from the railway station passes by some playing fields and there’s a small pavilion with a dubious-looking public lavatory set under the trees a few yards off the road. “Anahit!” I moaned. She was surprised by his strength and her body began to quiver in his Nipples manly grip. “Oh hold, mother of God!” she screams. My entire body was cold from the rain. I opened my lactation mouth to ask but Justin suddenly darted forward, leaving me blinking in surprise. All I know was that we flew somewhere in the hills or mountains and we landed in a place that was so so beautiful. Amelia stared in a daze as a tan chubby man with thinning grey hair and full beard appeared at tits the foot of the steps. Tom could tell by the barking and snarling that they did in fact have an uninvited guest here in their home on this late hour. Dear, if you’re bringing home a dinner guest a little warning would be appreciated. I arched my back, pushed hard forward and gushed a load into her waiting mouth. One chair, probably for Ms Pearson, was at the very top of the circle, and other, probably Ms Delia’s, was at the very bottom. So both Peter and my uncle went straight to my titties. You like this don’t you my little slut?” it feels as if a stranger replied in my voice “Yes daddy” he moves over to the other side alternating “Just so long as I can fuck Candice again.”