When my mom was in college she went to different parts of South America, usually small villages, and it changed her in a lot of ways, one of which was her views on breastfeeding. In her travels she saw that a lot of the women helped out in that field — if one mother was busy, or not producing, a wet nurse (as we'd call them in America), would always be there to help, whether it be a relative or somebody in the village who also had a newborn.This seemed to spur something in my mom, something maternal, a longing to give child-giving nutrients to offspring the way these women were. It's not that surprising that she married my dad a year upon her return at twenty-one, and quickly had me, eager to partake in the nursing process with her own child.My mother never had the biggest breasts in the world, but looking at the pictures shortly before my birth and after, you would have never known — filled with milk, engorged by the process of my coming to being, they expanded to pretty

My twenty-one year old son has difficulty turning his gaze away from my breasts. Not that he ever made attempts to do so in the past, but now that they're constantly leaking milk, it seems even harder for him not to gawk. You couldn't blame him; after knocking me up, my already heaving tits have only gotten bigger. The doctor says the leaking is normal, something many mothers go through, but it's hard to imagine that the size of my breasts had no impact on that front – it was as if they were already at capacity, and the stores of milk released themselves at a slow drip, drip, drip, just to alleviate the pressure.I could be reading the paper in the morning and finish an article to find droplets of milk on the paper before me, my top damp where my nipples stood at attention. James would be sitting before me, a devilish smile on his face. "Just move your coffee cup over a few inches over and you can save yourself the half and half," he'd say.Once when watching a movie with James' head

I couldn't believe that my POS dad would leave my beautiful and sexy mother (Jessica), after 19 years of marriage for his 20-something assistant. It didn't help matters that my mom was nine months pregnant, and fixing to pop-out my baby sister. Mom's unexpected pregnancy stunned everyone, especially me!My name is Robert Jr. "Bobby," and I'm eighteen and about to graduate from high school. I'm 6 feet, 180lbs; blue eyes, short brown hair, muscular build, lightly-tanned skin, and blessed with a perpetually hard 9" cock!I thought that I would be an only child; until my mom shockingly announced that she was pregnant about 7-8 months ago. Dad immediately blamed her for not getting her tubes tied after my birth! I didn't realize how badly their marriage had deteriorated, until Dad packed his shit and left a couple of weeks ago. I begged him to stay at least until after the birth, but laughed and said that I was the man of the house now.Mom was having difficulties at the end of her pregnancy,

பாண்டியன் தன் ஜட்டியை கீழே இறக்கிக் கொண்டான். "அம்மாடியோ. எம்மாம் பெருசு??" என்று திருவண்ணாமலை தீபத்தை அண்ணாந்து பார்ப்பது போல இருட்டில் நான் பார்த்துக் கொண்டு இருந்தேன். "எம்மாம் பெரிய சுன்னி. ஐயோ சாமி. இதை உள்ளே விட்டுக்கிட்டா அவ்வளவுதான் - வயித்தையை ரொப்பிடும்" என்று மனதில் நினைத்துக் கொண்டு ஆனா ஒழ் நாமா வாங்க போறோம்? என்று தேற்றியும் கொண்டேன்.கால் முட்டி

My father remarried a few years after divorcing my mom. He literally ran into another woman on his way out of the court house. Depressed and in need of company, he invited the woman out for coffee the next morning.I didn't get to see Pamela for a few months. I knew my father was going out with her, but she never really came around the house. They always went out. After returning home one drunken night my father confided in me that he didn't want to bring another woman around the house if she wasn't going to last. He said that I didn't need that, especially after just losing my mother.My father had expected his tryst with Pamela to be nothing more than a fling, but they managed to last months longer than he originally planned. Soon, those months turned into years, and the two of them decided to get married.Once my father was sure he was going to be with Pam for at least a little while, she started coming over a lot more. And I began to notice something: her tits were huge. They were

வழக்கமான பரிசு படலங்களை எல்லாம் முடித்து விட்டு பரத்தை அழைத்தேன். மெல்ல அவன் காது மடல்களில் முத்தமிட்டேன். அவன் மூச்சு இப்போது உஷ்ணமாய் வெளியே வந்தது. பரத்தும் ஏகமாய் சூடாக இருக்கிறான் என்று புரிந்தது. அவன் மார்பு அவன் ஏகமாக மூச்சு விட்டதால் ஏறி இறங்கியது. என் பார்வை அவன் கட்டியிருக்கும் லுங்கி பக்கம் போனது. ஏற்கனவே அவன் தடி நன்றாக புடைத்துக் கொண்டு லுங்கியை

Mary placed the final plate on the dining table and examined the spread she'd made. There was everything a growing boy might need, and more. Probably too much more. Sighing happily, she called for her son, Adam, to come join her."Coming!" came his call from his room.Mary sat herself down and started to spoon mashed potatoes, green beans and a pork chop on to her plate. The smells of her own cooking had her belly aching with hunger, so she dove in without waiting for her son. He'd probably be a few minutes anyways.After the predicted few minutes, Adam made his appearance, eagerly sitting down and grabbing from dishes around the table. "This is too much, Mom," he said."I know, but we can put the leftovers in the fridge. You can take it for lunch tomorrow.""I don't have a microwave at school, you know that," he replied, spooning mashed potatoes into his mouth."Well, we can have it for dinner tomorrow then." Mary paused her eating to watch with immense satisfaction as Adam devoured his

என் தலையில் யாரோ கிணுகிணுவென்று தண்டவாள துண்டை இரும்பால் அடித்தது போன்று ஓசை. சட்டென்று விழித்துக் கொண்டேன். அப்போது அலாரம் கிர்ரென்று அடித்தது. வெளியே என்ன நடக்கிறதோ அப்பபடியேதான் மனமும் கற்பனை செய்கிறது. வெளியே இசை என்றால் கனவில் சங்கீத கச்சேரி போல. ஆ கனவே நீ வேண்டும். அப்பாடியானால் நேற்று என் கனவு நாயகர்கள். நாயகிகள். சட். காலையிலேயே உடலில் உஷ்ணம் ஏறியது. டெல்லி.

Laura had suspicions when she told her son about the experiment she'd be doing from home.  She was a lawyer for a major corporation, and with the creation of a new drug to help mothers produce breast milk, she needed to do first hand research before giving advice on legal matters.Her suspicion was that her son was a bit too eager for this, especially upon hearing how her breasts would soon change.  Her son was a biology major in college, so she was hopeful that this would also be a learning experience for him.She came home from the office, carrying a box full of the medication, a breast pump, and cups for her milk.  The upcoming month was going to be interesting.  She'd be a lactating woman once again.The first day of the process was simple. She took the pills three times; morning, afternoon, and night. The lactation hadn't started yet so she still had normalcy in her life. The second day of the process was much the same. She took the pills on time and waited.

சென்னை. மாலை மணி 4. 00 Pm. தரமணி. ஒதுக்குப்புறத்தில் இருந்த பிரமாண்டமான ப்ளாட்டில் நான் என்னை கண்ணாடியில் பார்த்துக் கொண்டேன். மஞ்சள் பார்டர் போட்ட பச்சைக் கலர் சுடிதார். மெழுகால் செய்யப்பட்டது போன்ற மழ, மழ முகம். சற்றே வளைந்த புருவங்கள், கருத்த கண்கள், சற்றே நீண்ட மூக்கு. திரண்ட மார்பகங்கள். இரு மார்புக்கும் நடுவே வியக்கத்தக்க பிளவு. இதுதான் நான் அதாவது பார்வதி குட்டி.