Free MILF Cream: Feeding The Guy Next Door by Summer O. Lee Page A

fevered body, sliding down and flooding Jane’s mouth where she slurped Roni’s pussy. “Mmmm!”
     
    Seeing the older woman’s body all contorted in pleasure sent her to the edge. Veronica smothered her face against the older woman’s teats as the pool of heat between her legs shot up, as the upwelling of pleasure flooded every nerve in her body. Jane cried out between her legs, her eyes clenching shut as she came with Veronica’s pussy in her mouth, but Veronica hardly saw it—blackness and bright spangles filled her vision, the taste and smell of milk overriding her other senses. Wave after delicious wave of pleasure rocked her body, robbing her of her voice. She curled and bucked and tensed as each buffet of her orgasm shot through her body.
     
    “Oh—Kim—Jane! Fuuuck! ” she managed to cry out as her body went stiff and shuddered. Her pussy clenched and fluttered like the beat of wings, her clit pulsing against Jane’s plush tongue. Veronica rode the cresting wave then fell away, collapsing in a sweaty heap on the sofa beside the two other women, her body soaked in milk. Jane prowled up onto the couch like a panther, pulling Veronica onto Kim’s lap.
     
    Veronica felt like a raw nerve, a live wire; even the silky soft skin of the other two women made her prickle with oversensitivity. Slowly, her body regained stasis, her nerves coming to rest as soothing warmth filled her. Kim stroked her hair and Jane’s silky haunch, her eyes closed as the last little droplets of milk escaped her.
     
    “I’m glad you girls came to stay for a while,” whispered Kim in a wistful voice. She smiled at them and pulled them close, kissing their hair.
     
    “Me too,” whispered Veronica as she nuzzled Kim’s neck, inhaling her womanly scent. It was all too perfect; having Kim and Jane. Sharing her stepmom’s body, the one that had haunted her for years. The one that had first aroused her.
     
    “Me three,” said Jane with a sly little laugh. Her nimble fingers explored Veronica’s belly, raising goosebumps on the little blonde’s skin.
     
    The house creaked and popped in the afternoon heat, and outside the wind settled down. Veronica’s eyes fluttered shut as she listened to the soft breathing of her two lovers and, after a while, she slept.
     
    The End