I suckled and slurped on him with all that I had. He growled down at me. I reveled in his manly visage. He stroked his hand through my hair. I loved it. This was nothing like those boys. This was something amazing.

No wonder my relationships never lasted.

I didn't want boys. I wanted men. Men and MILFs. Daddy and Mommy.

"That's it," he growled as I suckled on him. "But your mother wants to suckle, too."

"Yes, yes, please share with me," Mommy moaned. "I know you're doing a better job, but I need to suckle on him, too. Please, please, let me. I'm worthless, but I have to...