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Never Tasted
Her milky bottle is fully tanked
He stares at her loaded storage
It wiggles and wobbles to her every movement
Bounce and dance as she walks his way
He swallows and gulps at thought of taste
She grabs her baby and sits in the chair
Loosens her bra and reveal the pink edge
He watches in lustful glare
As she feeds her child
He stares at her loaded storage
It wiggles and wobbles to her every movement
Bounce and dance as she walks his way
He swallows and gulps at thought of taste
She grabs her baby and sits in the chair
Loosens her bra and reveal the pink edge
He watches in lustful glare
As she feeds her child
Published 9th Dec 2017
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9th Dec 2017 9:10pm
First four lines remind us of the traditional biological function of breasts. What more loving sight than a woman allowing her man the sight of their child being fed this way?
10th Dec 2017 5:48am
10th Dec 2017 11:14am
Mmmmm...yummy!!! Ma ma! Ma ma... Me want ba ba!!! lol damn, not a much better vision than big, bouncing, boobs... lol
10th Dec 2017 3:35pm
