his seed slid all hot and sticky down our cracks, saturating us with his essence. Max groaned and lowered himself onto us, mounting our sweat-dewed bodies as the chemicals of orgasm rushed through our veins.
“Fuck, that was good,” he offered at last as he nestled down between us. “You girls… well, you’re something else.”
“So are you, baby,” I replied with a smile as he kissed us both. “You too, Cammy. You did such a good job, you deserve a raise.”
The girl laughed and nuzzled my breasts, nipping them softly between her lips. She smiled at us both, her face glowing.
“I’m happy just to have her milk,” she said with a sigh as she licked away a droplet that was hanging from the tip. “I never thought in a million years…”
“I’m glad I found you, then. You’re a match made in heaven. I wasn’t sure you were actually going to go through with it until I saw you on camera,” he said as he stood up and pulled on his boxers. His cock was still half-hard and it strained against the cloth, bulging out.
“Wait, what?” I said with a laugh. “You weren’t sure…”
“That she would go through with it. I looked high and low for a girl who wanted to nurse a hot, curvy MILF… and I finally found one. She came highly recommended.”
I stared at them open-mouthed as they burst out laughing. He sent her here specifically to nurse me? What on Earth?
“But, how?!”
“Never mind,” he said. “She’s here now. And she’s not leaving, right, baby?”
“Never,” said Cammy with hot fervor as she latched on and sucked, sending me soaring again. “This is all I want in the world.”
“And what about you?” he asked me as I gripped the girl and held her against my breast. “Do you still want her now that you know she’s not just a maid?”
“Yes… oh, god, yes!”
THE END
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“What’s she like?” asked Jane as they turned onto the country road. It ran from the little two-lane highway into the foothills to Veronica’s childhood summer home. Yellow wheat bristled in the empty fields and thick stands of gray pine trees hugged the hillsides, casting long shadows in the late afternoon sun.
Veronica bit her lip and stared out the window, her heart pounding the nearer they got to home. She hadn’t been back since she’d left for university, and she’d only known the woman who married her dad for a few months before she left. Now she had a new little stepbrother she’d never met and a strange new stepmom.
“Nice,” she replied diplomatically with a little shrug. “But young. Way younger than my dad.”
Jane smirked and stuck her hand out the window, letting the warm evening air flow through her fingers. A strand of silky dark hair blew across her freckled nose as she glanced at Veronica, and Veronica found herself wanting to brush it aside and kiss those pillowy lips.
“Like, our age?”
Veronica shrugged. “She’s older than us by a few years, but still young. My dad’s like almost sixty.”
“What a stud,” laughed Jane with a sly little smile. She never took anything seriously.
“Hardly. He’s just rich.” Veronica sighed heavily. It was going to be weird getting reacquainted with Kim, her stepmom, again—especially with a brand new girlfriend in tow. She cringed inside thinking of her conservative dad and all the eligible sons of business partners he’d tried to set her up with over the years.
Her palms sweated as she imagined introducing them to Jane, and knowing that beneath their manners they were judging. And, there was something else… something she could never tell anyone. A midnight swim, and warm flesh in cool blue water. Kim’s red bikini and the water beading on her flesh. A burst of heat pooled between her legs. She shook her head to clear away the thoughts and squeezed her legs together to quell the feeling inside, but
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