With my desired objects fully exposed before me, I knelt down on the rug, cupped both tits, and mumbled, "Thank you god for letting me see your most successful creation." Aimee stood there as my hands tenderly caressed her beauties. I kissed them gently and then milked her left nipple.

Aimee chuckled, "Sorry, baby, but you finished my milk a long time ago."

"I don't believe you. I think you are too cheap and refuse to nurse me..." She giggled.

My face began sliding lower, kissing her bulging belly.

She commented, "Sorry, but I am not a beauty queen."

I removed my lips from her tummy and said, "Woman, you...