Unghnnmm, yes master, I love this.He’s just not here yet and I promised him I would bring a friend, which was british a little lie but Kevin and mature I had talked about Varda and how she was ready for sex like I had been.Sandy quickly grabbed the items and dreamed of taking them over by her desk.Very good, very good!Then I wouldn’t have a choice, would I?Warrick didn’t want to learn anything more in that moment—what she had done, or who the boy even was—so he let the subject go.Like this?I broke my kiss with her, oral gazing into the passionate depths of her eyes.Do you understand he asked She nodded.He then said something that left her unsure, I'm willing to take you to get the tattoo you want where you want it, as stockings long as I approve the design.This was to be a simple assignment, yet one of the utmost importance.Newlyn came up for air and looked to Juliana.Terry fucked her lingerie face for five minutes she was gagging but was getting accustomed to breathing through her nose as he cock was seep in her throat. After I was satisfied, I’ve send you off to bed, you fell asleep like a baby. Which I guess you were, at least mentally you were functioning on the level of a baby, my big little friend. Of course you had an accident that night, my magic milk is just impossible for a human bladder to contain, so all of you humans start wetting yourself, once you start nursing on my milk. The next morning the onesie I’d put you in was soaked and all my milk had run through your system, you were back to being the defiant adult that you were. Protesting everything, but you never took your onesie off, and you never escaped the cot. I guess it felt good to keep laying there in those wet clothes. I’m fairly certain my magic milk leaves some magic traces in your pee, that made your pee feel all warm and soothing against your leg, oral maybe even arousing against your cock. The only thing I had to do was stockings show you my boobs again, nurse you some lingerie milk and turn you into my little boy once more, after you’ve had your morning bath you didn’t even object to being put in a diaper. You’ve been my little one ever since. I’ve been nursing you multiple times a day, to keep your mind controlled and subdued, and lately you even started asking for mommy’s milk yourself. Why would I british tell you all this, you might wonder? Why would I confess this? Well since you’re suckling on mommy’s tittie right now and you’re my little baby boy I can mature say anything. You don’t understand a word I’m saying to you, don’t you?