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Lonely Mothers Milk

... used to be touch myself while you or your Dad fed on me. Also I’m really wet right now.” She nervously exclaimed. Not sure how to respond, I closed my eyes and kept suckling. She reached down and started to move closer to her pussy. My own Mother was going to masturbate while I drank her milk from her breast. This was like some fucked up porn movie from online, but I liked it, a lot. Her hand reached her clit, I felt the all too familiar twitching of the hand as she slid her fingers in and around her pussy and clit. She kept jolting as if she was having a seizure, her legs and body twitching with a moan in between. I kept my eyes closed for the reminder of her masturbation but I felt everything. After a few minutes went by of her trying to reach orgasm she finally was there, she was bucking, loudly moaning, and breathing so heavy I thought she would pass out. As she reached the peak of her orgasm she yelled out to me “Oh baby I’m going to cum, keep drinking baby, keep drinking. DON’T STOP!” She commanded. With one final twitch, a sigh, and a moan she arched her back and let out a steady stream of what I thought was pee. It got all over the place and she bucked and bucked until it stopped. With me being not sure what to do, I kept my eyes closed and kept sucking. Squirt after squirt of her milk kept filling my mouth as I suckled. Breathing heavy, she reached her hand up to my head and began to stroke my hair. “Baby that was so good, I haven’t had anything like that in years. ...

... I love you and… well just thank you.” As she stopped talking I opened my eyes to see her head leaning back against the wall and her eyes closed. Her chest was moving fast and all while my mouth was still attached to her teat. Not sure where to go from here I kept sucking until her teat would no longer give up any more precious milk. Once it ran dry, I removed my lips from her nipple, and looked to her for further instruction. As I stood up on the foot of her bed she opened her eyes, in a tired voice said “Goodnight” and readjusted herself and went to bed. As I stood confused at the end of her bed I wondered what had just happened. I wasn’t sure what to do next. I started walking out the door to my room when I looked down and saw the pump on the floor, it was unplugged. Not wanting to leave a mess I picked it up with the box it came in and brought it to my room with me. I sat on my bed full, tired, confused, and majorly turned on. As I thought to myself about what had just happened I thought to myself about what my mother did there at the end when she peed. Then I remembered watching a video on a porn site with a girl who would squirt if I remember what it was called correctly. Yeah squirt was the word. I smelled it all over me, my pajamas were covered in it. I wondered if I could do that as well. With so many questions running through my mind I realized I had school in the morning and was tired. I reached over and grabbed the breast pump and the box it came in. As I was about ...