Then I would bring her to my breast, my babe of mutilation, a creation of my mind, and I would let her suck the milk I’d made in my incestuous pregnancy
. I had to admit, I was proud of her.
. I stay there relaxed, on my back, my mind wandering to past pleasurable sexual experiences. I undo the chord fully, my hands rubbing my tits, and spreading the oils onto my tummy and towards my mound - which is humming like a volcano about to erupt
Then I would bring her to my breast, my babe of mutilation, a creation of my mind, and I would let her suck the milk I’d made in my incestuous pregnancy
. I had to admit, I was proud of her.
. I stay there relaxed, on my back, my mind wandering to past pleasurable sexual experiences. I undo the chord fully, my hands rubbing my tits, and spreading the oils onto my tummy and towards my mound - which is humming like a volcano about to erupt
Then I would bring her to my breast, my babe of mutilation, a creation of my mind, and I would let her suck the milk I’d made in my incestuous pregnancy
. I had to admit, I was proud of her.
. I stay there relaxed, on my back, my mind wandering to past pleasurable sexual experiences. I undo the chord fully, my hands rubbing my tits, and spreading the oils onto my tummy and towards my mound - which is humming like a volcano about to erupt
