All Chapters of The Slaved Virgin Offering: Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

Callista leaned forward and ran her hands through Krista's hair lovingly. But Krista stood up quickly, her cheeks bulging, but a smile in her eyes. She stuck her hand under Callista's mouth and Callista quickly spit her panties out. Krista leaned forward quickly and kissed Callista. As soon as their lips met, Callista felt Krista's tongue probing hastily at her lips. She parted her mouth and felt hot, thick liquid pour into her mouth. That same delectable flavor that she'd tasted in her panties was there again, except more powerful. Krista poured all of her juices into her mouth, before breaking the kiss. Now Callista's mouth ached, full to the top with her own hot cum. Callista swished the womanly liquid in her mouth, letting it coat ever surface. Then, in a single gulp, she swallowed it down, savoring the warmth that emanated from her stomach, coating it fully.She looked over at Krista now that her bearings were about her again. She saw that Krista was unzipping her sweat shirt. It

"I told you before, call me Madri," she said, setting down her purse. The young girl sort of smiled and shrugged."Sorry... Madri, just one of those things my mom taught me. A hard habit to break," she explained. Madri walked into the kitchen where Callista was standing. She couldn't kick the girl out without a debriefing, so she gestured to a chair at the table and sat down. Madri followed, sitting down next to her. She felt light-headed as she sat and hoped that her breath didn't give away that she was drunk. If she noticed, Callista pretended that she did not."Did you have a good night here?" Madri said, she looked over into the living room and saw that the television was off, "I know I told you that you could watch television or watch any of my blue rays while I was away right?""Oh yeah, I just turned it off when I heard you coming in. I had a good night. It was quiet here, nothing much going on.""How were the boys?" Madri asked."They were great, like usual," Callista explaine

"Oh god!" Callista moaned. Madri was surprised by the weight and density of Callitsa's breast. She'd felt her breasts before, but the alien feeling of touching a breast and getting only sensation from her hand was wonderful and strange. She squeezed the breast tightly, letting her finger sink into her babysitter's breast. Callista arched her back, pushing her breast harder into Madri's hand. Madri moved her hand up along Callista's breast, rubbing it gently. She could feel Callista's nipple against her palm, hard and taut. She rubbed her palm over it, and felt Callista's body shake.Apparently, that was what Callista needed to act. She slipped her hands between Madri's knees again and gently pushed them apart. Madri wasn't being coy anymore, and her legs flew open quickly. Callista carefully rolled Madri's skirt back so that it was almost up to her hips. Madri could smell the musky aroma of her pussy wafting up from between her own legs. She couldn't remember the last time she'd been

"That was lovely," Madri said releasing the hug. She turn away now, looking for her blouse, feeling a bit embarrassed."Oh no you don't" Callista giggled. Suddenly, Madri felt Callista shove her hard. She let out a surprised yelp and then started to fall forward. She threw out her hands and they landed hard with her palms on the table. She was bent over now, her ass high in the air. She was surprised, and about to stand up, but she felt Callista's hand on her back, giving her a little bit of pressure. Suddenly, she felt more aroused than she'd felt all night, this wasn't over yet.Madri looked over her shoulder, and saw Callista unzip her date-night skirt. Callista' pulled it down and Madri lifted her feet, letting her babysitter pull the skirt off her feet. Now Callista was kneeling behind Madri. Madri tried to see was the girl was doing but she could not. The next thing she was able to know for she was that she felt Callista's hands on her ass. She could feet the girls fingers pushi

"Oh my!" the doctor said. Erika looked down at the doctor. She saw the doctor looking at her hand and then suddenly the complete realization came to her. Madri's hand was covered in milk! Erika looked at the clock on the wall. It was 3:15 now. By this time Steven would have already eaten half an hour before! She was overflowing! Oh God, this was so embarrassing."Oh my goodness, Dr. Gupta... Madri, I am so sorry," Erika said. She felt her face getting white hot. Her weird little secret was now exposed."Steven is...four?" Madri asked, still looking down at the milk on her hand."Five," Erika said, dying inside. So much for no regrets. Why didn't she pump at home? Madri looked up, but she didn't appear to be disgusted or anything else."Don't look so mortified Erika! I have had far worse things on my skin than mother's milk in this office," She said."I...Uh, well." Erika began, but she didn't know what to say."Late breastfeeding doesn't cause any medical side effects for the mother o