Donald and Annie
It was a cold morning, the snow had made the temperature freezing low.
Donald desired a natural warmth.
Upon his entry to Annie’s apartment, he was flabbergasted with fascinating and undeniable boobs that compliment her beauty.
She joggled the boobs freely at intervals. In a moment, both tilted their eyes to look at each other, then broad smiles followed.
David desired to suck boobs, but he hesitated to approach her for a quick suckle on the bulky breasts.
The beautifully round boobs had some visible veins running around the skin like dripping sweats of a nursing mother or the dropping tears of a crying baby.
Donald could not take his eyes off the breasts anymore.
On Annie’s part, she could no longer cover the breasts in response to the sudden presence of Donald.
She could not imagine how long Donald had been around but she actually wished someone could just come and suck the milk.
She remembered the tickles and the eros that surrounded the soft-feel of mouth on her nipples!
“Oh Dear Lord, can you make him request to suck on these breasts?” Annie murmured to herself.
No response!
David wanted to get nasty but he could not imagine how to successfully approach a thirty-four years old video vixen.
He clocked eighteen five weeks ago and he was aware of Annie’s birthday which he attended four days ago.
The first bond was at the party, where he bumped into Annie at the restroom’s entrance.
She bore her breasts bare.
Also, Annie touched him inappropriately that led to his shock.
He could not show her that he was fine with it because of the shock.
Donald wanted to touch her cleavage that day, not because that was his intention but because the protruding cleavages were too pretty to be ignored by any dick-wielding man.
“Maybe the opportunity is here!” he said to himself as he lifted his hand up to signal him.
“You can come closer for some milk.” She said with a glaring wink.
“Oh really? You have got free milk?” he quipped.
“Oh yeah!” She nodded while clasping her hands on the voluptuous breasts.
At a close range, the outermost layer of the breast has fine skin hiding the juicy milk beneath.
As Donald stretched his hands to touch the breasts, he felt the skin as soft as a baby’s skin, warmer to his hands and slightly stretched out due to the bulky volume of breast-milk inside.
Donald looked at her eyes and said, “You have really got milk in here, would you love me to take some?” he added as he shyly smiled.
Before her response, he had rested his head against her breasts; he felt the warmth, softness, and the succulence of her skin.
Like never before, he got a comforting sensation, like a soft cushion…
He closed his eyes and meditated on the comfortable nuances from the depth of his feeling for her breasts.
“I am home, real home!” he said as a triggered sense of safety and attachment enveloped him while his head was buried between the two full breasts.
The sole thought of the breast milk flowing though his deep throat rang in his head.
Just like a baby pressing against the breast, he felt a firm but pliable structure. He was no longer willing to hold back his feelings, he went for a grasp on the breast.
“There is really something to grasp here.” He muttered.
Annie looked at his eyes as both gazes met.
“I love to feed you on this.” She said as she pointed her left index finger at the right breast.
Donald did not want to move his hand away from the breast.
He was familiarizing his palms with the breast so that he could press them well when he eventually got fed on them.
“This is really soothing, as it feels both soft and supportive to the weight” Annie said as she leaned forward to release herself more to him.
Donald moved two steps backwards and then took a seat on the sofa that was right behind him.
He gestured to Annie to come to him with his open palms.
He was already savoring the salty-sugar taste of the milk on his tongue.
Annie smiled, and then asked for a short break to take a warm-bath in the shower.
Donald nodded in agreement.
Annie thought about the expectations from Donald. She knew she had triggered the thought in the boy’s head and she was willing but with a little sense of guilt. She had thought Donald was probably a minor because of his boyish cute look.
She did not know how to start the conversation around his age, she thought about this more and more while she was having the steaming bath. She had it in mind to ensure that she gave Donald a lifetime experience with her breasts.
She scrubbed the areola and the nipples with a soft sponge and a honey-based soap.
“Donald, I will soon join you on the sofa!” she said to him from the bathroom.
In less than three minutes, she had come out from the bathroom with a steamy body radiating her beauty more and more in its natural form.
She went straight to Donald and laid her boobs bare on his face.
Donald started with the darker part of her breast.
He made circular rubs around the circular area surrounding the nipples.
“Guess what? I am eighteen!” he said as he felt the Montgomery glands from the small bumps that are naturally oily on the breasts. They lubricated his fingers as he moved closer to the nipples.
As he looked on closer while Annie guided the breasts as he desired, he plunged his mouth on the large circular darker colored areolas.
He made his lips brush against them, slightly feeling the rough texture creating a sensational combination of Annie’s warmth and the trickling supply of breast-milk.
“It’s time for the nipples” She said as she moaned at intervals while Donald triggered more sensations in her erogenous zones.
Some drops of milk exited through multiple tiny openings with the impacts felt on the inner side of his cheeks.
“I am feeling sensitive and moist due to milk leakage into my mouth” he managed to say as some milk escaped from the side of his mouth.
As he suckled, he experienced a soothing and rhythmic flow of warm sweet milk into his waiting mouth.
The sensation of the nipple inside his mouth became more intense, he combined that with the pressure from his tongue and gums to create a deeply satisfying and nourishing experience that moved the pulsating feeling to his nerve endings.
He moaned with ease, smiling as the milk flowed down to his waiting belly.
He felt comfort, hunger relief, and emotional bonding with Annie.
“You are my baby now, suck me better baby boy” she said as she cleaved to him amorously while the milk gushed into his mouth under her cleavage.
As she became more aroused giving out moans upon moans, the veins on her smooched breasts became more prominent due to increased blood flow.
Donald was conscious of the veins as he gently traced over the skin giving Annie a subtle tactile sensation of the faint ridges providing another element of connection and exploration.
She was getting more aroused, the nipple became stronger and fuller.
Beneath the breasts, where they met the chest it felt softer as he caressed them throughout the short romp on the sofa.
Also, he massaged the periphery of the breast, right from the sides near the armpits to the middle of the cleavage.
For every touch, Donald provided a unique sensory experience Annie, utilizing the blending warmth, the feel of the texture around areola, the taste, and nourishment that he last had a taste of when he was a suckling into a deeply emotional and bonding.
“I am feeling you so much darling…I will love to give you more milk.” She said as she arched her back in appreciation of a deep sensational feeling from him. In all of this, she had cummed three times.
She yelped at every climax, releasing more milk to Donald’s mouth. Donald groaned as he was about to climax…
“This is paradise!” he said as he slept off on the sofa after a voluminous cum on the floor mat.