Dropping milk on the table

From the noises Julie was making, it was clear her orgasm was close and Sarah renewed her efforts. When Julie screamed and flooded into her mouth, Sarah almost wept with joy at what she had achieved. That night the two of them got little sleep as they explored every nook and cranny of each other's bodies, from the back of each other's knees, to the back of each other necks. By the time the early hours of the dawn light came, there wasn't one inch of skin that the other hadn't kissed and licked. As MILF it was Saturday, and neither had to work, they spent the morning lounging around the flat getting to know each out of bed. Sarah stood naked in front of the mirror, trying to convince Julie that she thought her ass looked big. Julie stood and walked up behind her, and put her arms around Sarah. Looking down onto the top of her head, Julie laughed as she said "everything about you is tiny, I think I shall name you 'short stuff'." Sarah laughed with joy and clapped her hands as she said, "and I shall call you 'baldy'," wiggling her ass against Julie's bare pussy. Laughing, the two fell onto the bed and were soon in the classic 69 position. Being new to this, Sarah found it hard to concentrate, as Julie's tongue was driving her wild. However, she soon got into the rhythm, and at the first pause in Julie's ministrations, she attacked Julie's pussy with fervour. As Sarah felt Julie's finger slip into her soaking pussy, she did the same to Julie. Then both of them increased to two fingers, and focused their attention on each other's clits. The room was filled with the sounds of squelching pussy and moans of pleasure, followed by satisfied yells, as both of them came simultaneously. Over the next few months, the two women became inseparable, falling deeply in love, would often walk the London streets hand in hand. Sarah would chatter on, oblivious to all around her, but Julie would see the disapproving looks from older women breast who would tut or cover their children's eyes, as they pulled them past the young lovers. Sarah loved the fact that no matter where they went in London, Julie would always know the best place to go, and once they got there, would know the owner of the restaurant, or the bar manager, or the doormen at the night club. Over dinner in a tiny Italian restaurant, where Julie had been greeted like she was a long lost daughter, Sarah asked about Julie's family. "Don't have any,'" Julie said bluntly, clearly uncomfortable with the conversation. Then added, "but I'll bet you have a large family with your background," flipping the focus off of herself. Julie sat quietly, listening as Sarah described with love and affection her massive family, which seemed to consist of about a million aunts, uncles and cousins. However, when it came to discussing Sarah's father, a cloud passed over her face, as she described milk how her father would react to her current living arrangement. Sarah had given up her flat in North London and now lived full time with Julie, and more than once the question of the future had been raised, as Sarah's attachment to the London law firm ended in a few weeks. Julie knew by the look of worry and concern on Sarah's face that if she did come out to her parents, she would risk losing her father forever, and that would break her heart. A few days later Sarah burst through the door of their shared apartment with a loud whoop, shouting, "Julie... hey baldy... sexy legs... where are you? I have decided..." Her voice trailed off as she stopped and looked round the tiny flat and realised that it seemed emptier than it had that morning, and pulling open the wardrobe, she saw with horror that Julie things were no longer there. Sobbing, she opened drawer after drawer, the void of emptiness growing in her heart. Slumping down on the chair at the kitchen table, where they had made love only a few nights before, she saw the envelope with 'Short Stuff' written across the front. Tearing it open, she stared at the few hand written words, 'Sorry, it's better for you and your family if I don't exist, maybe if things had been different. Have a great life. My heart is yours forever J xxx.' Sarah sat stunned, as a large tear rolled down her face and hit the paper, causing the ink to blur, as Sarah could only mutter to herself, "we could have at least tried." My wife and I are on a date and having a great time. After an amazing dinner at a nice restuarant we decide to head to a bar for more drinks. Your hard-safe word is red. “How come your cumming? I was spent in every possible metric, that even my impressive cock was quickly deflating, like it was racing me to sleep. Loosening rope, randomly yet with patience, he clasps his fingers, and presses his palms into the small of her back. As such, until the perpetrator is found, the two of you will be confined to the house. “So you know, I may enjoy being with Tina…but…YOU’RE the one I want…every…day…you’re breast my princess, always have been, always will be…got it?” She was often shouted at with the other girls and the water turned to cold quite often with comments like, When I looked at Ryan he was just grinning so I turned to face him, took the skirt off, threw it at him and walked back to the cubicle to get dressed. When I unclipped her leash, she grabbed the hem of her belly shirt and pulled it up her body. "If you want me to keep this a secret, you're going to have to MILF fuck me too," I blurted out without thinking. She nodded. I now regretted asking her. There had never been a chance. She winced and whined “oooow. To their surprise she agreed readily, but when Katya gingerly perched on her scooter and rode through the ministry gates that afternoon she was not on her way home. John asked. She didn’t say anything for a bit. As you all know, we milk were hit directly six days ago, but there have been other attacks. Okay!” Tyler went and hop into the car, Emily went back to the bathroom. Oh God, no. Eliza interjected, her eyes going big. I love it.” “yeah I love you in me!” He was down on his elbows now. “Plus…” I gently spun her around and pushed on her back so she was leaning against the wall but her ass was still facing me, inviting me. “If you lose one sense, I heard that the others become a lot…” I lined my steel-hard cock up with her slit. Believe me. You won't even care about the 'pregnancy part.' Drivas asked. I replied “Yes, how bad I want to fuck you” I hugged Charisma tight, staring into my big sister's green eyes.