Keeping her face in view by looking through the tops of his eyes he leaned down toward the nearest breast. When he was about an inch away he struck out his tongue and swiped it over her swollen nipple. Her lip's responsive quiver was more pronounced than before. Urged on by this he swirled his tongue over and around the nipple, gently lapping at it again and again. Mesmerized, he watched her lip quiver spastically while she inhaled sharply and her eyes fluttered excitedly. A moment later he lowered his mouth over the nipple and suckled. A needy sigh slipped past Missy's quivering lip as she arched her back, lifting...