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Lonely Mothers Milk

... her left breast. I grabbed her full breast in both hands, almost too much of a handful to hold and moved my mouth closer to her lactating nipple. This was it, this was going to happen, I was feeling so turned on and confused I started to shake. As my lips latched onto her nipple I began slowly suckling. She let out a sigh of ecstasy and used my hands to push on her breast even harder. Streams of milk began filling my mouth as I took my first drink. Definitely not the best, but not bad what so ever. As I began to suckle she started to not cry as much and her moans turned into a repeated Thank you after Thank you. As I suckled every last drop of my sweet Mothers milk from her left teat, she let out moan of pleasure. She was grinning from ear to ear. Her loving hands caressed my hair and face. “Baby, that felt so good, thank you so much” she whispered, her hand now holding her now drained breast. “Is it time to switch breast, does the other hurt as well?” I asked her. She nodded at me and smiled a loving smile. I removed my lips away from her nipple as she lifted herself into a sitting position on her bed. She sat with her back against the wall and her legs straight out on the bed, motioning for me to come over to her. I crawled hand and knee over to her. “Sweetie, I want to nurse you like I used to when you were a baby. Please come over here so I can hold you and feed you.” she said in such a love tone of voice it was almost seductive. As I got closer, she took me into her ...

... arms and moved me into position to suckle her right teat. My lips touched her erect nipple, which was still producing drop after drop of her sweet milk. I licked my lips, getting every last drop on and around my lips. My mouth was open just ever so gently, she was holding me so sweetly, and I could feel her heart beat as she pressed her breast against my face and upper chest. Her nipple slid so effortlessly into my mouth and as soon as my lips closed around it I started to suckle, her hand pressing on the outer edges of her right breast to keep stream after stream of her milk flowing into my mouth. Her head jerked backwards and hit the wall behind her, but she didn’t care, she was loving this, as was I. “Baby, you’re getting all my milk aren’t you? How does it taste sweetheart, would you like to do this more often?” she asked. Without moving my lips from her life sustaining teat I looked up into her eyes, which were fixated on me, her 16 year old daughter, and as we locked eyes I nodded. As she kept working her breast to get every drop out possible at which point I felt a sudden movement down by her stomach. It was her other hand, which she was moving slowly down her naked body. I looked down in shock as my eyes unlocked from our stare and as if she knew exactly how I would react she got my attention. “Sweetie, don’t let this make it too weird but do you mind if I touch myself a little while we do this? This used to turn me on slightly when you would suckle and to be honest I ...