After pouring milk over my breast and drinking it from over my n!pples, he flips me around and his hands then run back over my chest, as the tip of his tongue traces the length of my spine.
Hearing him gasp softly just makes me a little more adventurous, as I slip one leg between his and push up slightly, my body reacting the way I had hoped, and notice him hard member pressing against my as$, and he quietly says, "Baby, do you plan on us eating tonight?"
Laughing I replied, "I am sure we will find time to get around to it later on, plus we may have worked up a better appetite for a large pizza after we are done!"
Not allowing him to turn around yet, I continue to trace patterns over my chest with his fingers, and with feather – light kisses run them down my chest, then softly back up o
