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“But...” The taste of Cass's breast milk still somehow managed to linger after all the big naughty fun. “What about Cass...?” “Cass was so boring,” Amelia said, rubbing at her pregnant belly. “Jacki had fun fucking you.” “Boring?” I gasped. “Cass was lactating.” I shivered and licked my lips. “Mmm, when your milk comes in, you'll know how delicious it is. Nursing from Cass, gulping down her creamy treat... It only sweetened the pleasure of her pussy riding my dick. All the girls were amazing, but... To me, that creamy milk gives Cass the edge.” Amelia swallowed. I leaned closer to her. “It was so sweet and warm. It squirted into my mouth, not like an erupting cock”—I used to suck Kurt, my one and only boyfriend, off before he took my virginity and triggered my transformation—“but... like a water pistol. But it tastes so much better. It has a melony flavor, like cantaloupe. And it feels so naughty sliding down Hairy your throat to your belly. Made my pussy so wet and my girl-dick throb.” Amelia whimpered. “Cass. I'm voting for Cass. That does sound hot.” “Yeah,” Mr. Mondale groaned on the other side of me. “Two for Cass. It looks like she won.” Amelia's fetish hands slid up to her tits, squeezing them. “Mmm, I really, really want to lactate now.” Cass looked so beautiful as I awarded her the crown and made cumshot her the first ever Ms. Bred. She wore a blue gown that set off her braided, black hair. It clung to her pregnant curves like a lover's caress. She beamed at me as I placed the sash over her shoulder and the silver tiara, tipped with diamonds, on her head. Tears built in her eyes. I gave her a hot kiss while the world watched and the audience roared in applause. My girl-dick throbbed, and I knew Cass would be spending the night in my hotel Brunette room. I would celebrate her victory in style. I would let her enjoy my futa-dick however she wanted. The first beauty pageant was such a success. I couldn't wait for next year and the year after it. I would have to reed so many women during late June, July, August, and early September so there could be plenty of candidates. I couldn't wait. April 17th, 2047 No one has called me that for years. Meanwhile I sifted through her tiny dirty garments. “Och no lass, ah’m going to be late for work if I dally around here much longer.” He plunged his finger into her a couple more times than wiped his fingers dry on her pubic patch, giving Hairy her clit one lsat lingering stroke on the way. Mom opened the door—unlike my Georgia and me, she wasn't cuffed—and bowed her head, murmuring, “Father.” There she was placed in a hot bath and left alone. Standing up, she took the bottle up big and surveyed her work. I started jogging again soon after I got back from Magaluf. or perhaps it should be called He cursed his own foolish naiveite. When we booked out of the Hotel we drove round Brunette until we found a big leisure complex. My shaking fingers caressing her 34B firm breasts, nipples stiffened and pointed. You want your brother safe, then you do exactly what I say.” Beth paused and then felt herself nod slightly. “But that's her older futa-sister's cum. My hands clenched and relaxed as this sweep of fear drowned out my buzzing pleasure. As I relived this scene I felt my belly prickle, and I knew this feeling very well. “Well, sweetie, what do you say?” He said and nodded his head slightly. They need help.” Cristin stood frozen in her tracks. “Unfortunately, many of the citizens of this beautiful city refer to their police force as ‘the Keystone Kops.’ That perception ends today. “Us next!” Soraya cried, dragging Eva after her. I know it’s there. My mind was concentrated on the feeling of her warm lips on mine and then I became aware of how close our bodies were now. I put my hands on his ass cheeks and pulled him into my hungry mouth. She tipped her head up toward him slightly and asked through heavy gasps, “Did you finish?” After a long shower and a quick lunch I gathered up my courage and made my way down to Bumper’s, the ladies-only gym and spa I had found. They can unite their flesh in taboo congress.” “Where’s Jill? Her pussy begged to be touched, but Darius . “I saw him beating her in an alley and rushed in to save her. Then I put the big padlock over it, as was usual when we spent time together at Aunt Sheen’s house. I got down on my knees in front of her and looked down and was fascinated by her glistening pussy just waiting for me. I reached out and gently spread her pussy lips with my thumbs. She allowed her legs to open further as she strengthened her grip on the pencil thin stilettos, wrapping her fingers around the heels from seat to tip. She sucked hard. This cock was not as long, but it had much more girth to it. Clint closed and locked the door, removed his clothes and crawled fetish cumshot into bed with Heather for he knew would be his last night with her. “Yo, Adam!” Dylan came out of the crowd and clamped one arm around me. His other arm was busy supporting a hand that had a half-empty beer can in it. Her brown eyes flicked up to me. She pursed her lips as I felt her eyes on my naked, round breasts. Close your eyes and enjoy but try to be quiet my parents are asleep.” “Wow… That was fucking awesome!” Brock says.