Menghisap Payudara Istri Apakah Boleh Novels & Stories

“If it’s okay with you, I’d like to stay. You were right to call me a prude. I was raised in a very prudish household and it’s time that I overcame that.” I pulled a breast free from my towel and positioned Joseph so that he could easily latch onto my nipple. When I cringed, she gasped. “It’s okay. My uterus is still recovering from carrying him. When he sucks the milk, it makes my uterus contract.” I gave a slight chuckle. “It’s not all that pleasant a feeling.” “Is it the same when a man sucks?” she hesitantly asked as she sat down on the sofa next to me.

Cupping left boob with his right hand he then placed his left arm in between me and my friends mom (while I still latched onto her left boob) putting it in between legs of my friends mom. He then kissed her and started fingering her pussy while pressing hard to her left boob. My friends mom was out of control she was moaning harder while opening and closing her legs, thrusting her hips up-down simultaneously. Me and my friend were still enjoying the delicious milk coming out from her mother's breasts. Specially me whenever my friends dad would finger her mom's pussy and pressed left boob, milk gushed into my mouth and I would gulp it down in single shot. Her mom had held our heads by hair. N

"Oh Brendan, please. I don't believe that. I'm their mother, for fuck's sake! I've never noticed anything of that sort happening even once." she said as her husband continue groping her tits and squeezing them together. "Alright, watch. Just pay a little more attention over the next couple days and we'll talk about it again when I get back." he said before leaning forward again to suck first on her left nipple for a moment before switching over to suck on her right nipple and popping it out of his mouth. "You think an 18-year-old boy could resist noticing and admiring boobs this big? I seriously can't believe you've never noticed." he laughed.

Ear sucking becomes a tease, breath hot as he murmurs, "Hear how wet you are? That's for breeding." Boob worship intensifies: he ties rope around my chest, cinching tits high and full, then sucks and bites until they're hypersensitive, clamps reapplied for tugs during fucks. "These udders will leak milk soon, full of my baby." The fantasy fuels him, cum loads increasing—face, tits, but mostly deep inside, plugging with fingers or cock to "keep it in."

He's sucking my left breast while he smosh my right breast. Gosh! This is so good. I keep on releasing countless soft moans as he feeds on my breast. I was on top of the world, enjoying the thrilling ecstacy when his phone started ringing again. I don't want to pay attention to the ringing of the phone because I don't want my husband to stop.

I know my breasts aren’t beautiful, I nursed both of my daughters, but he won’t listen to my protests. “Nonsense,” he argues. “They are beautiful, and perfect,” he smiles,” and delicious,” he adds as he suckles on my left nipple, his thumb massaging my right nipple in tight circles, resting on the hardened tip as he rotates it rhythmically. “Do you know what else is delicious,” he asks as one of his fingers slip between my labia, making the same lazy circles on my clit. I feel a tight cord of pleasure pulled taunt, connecting my breast to my clit, making my whole body electric with desire.

Finally, I whispered, “Ca..can you… suck them?” He froze. “That is not part of the examination.” I bit my lip, desperation making me bold. “I read it once… that to really check breasts, to be sure everything is healthy, you need to… suck the nipples too.” His brows lifted, his expression unreadable. For a moment he just stared at me, the silence making my skin prickle. “That’s what you want?” he asked at last, his voice low. “Yes,” I breathed, my chest rising and falling. “Please.”

I take back my wish; it's okay not to have full breasts as long as I have nipples. "What are you waiting for, my husband? Suck them now." He smiled before devouring my chest. I literally pulled his hair when I felt the heat of his mouth envelop one of my nipples. I could feel his hardness against me as I kept rubbing my womanhood on him, making me even hotter.

He stood up from his chair and cupped my breasts in his palm, He gave them a gentle squeeze with a peck on my hardened mud. “ I love them” His breath farming on my areola gave me a foreign feeling. He took one hardened mud in his mouth, sucking his life out, and I was dripping wet. The sound of his sucking only can be heard in the entire dining room. He dug his face between my leg when he did with both nipples, making them sore completely and leaving his saliva on them. I was already dripping wet and his torture on my core was enough for my come. “I am coming daddy” I cried out, and he started eating his strawberry which was coming out of my cave with my come.

As I pulled away, Rosé sat up, unbuttoning her shirt as if she read my mind. I helped her to unbutton faster, revealing a clear view of her perky breast pointing at me. Hungrily I buried her nipple in my mouth, eating it succulently. Rosé’s moans fueled my longing and, I trailed my grasp to her neck, grabbing it lightly. Her grip on my shaft increased too, increasing her stroking pace. Unable to deny her the pleasure any longer, I slid down my zip and let it loose. “So do pregnant women give blow jobs to their husbands?” I teased, taking my erection closer to her mouth, as I knelt beside her.