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Her exposed breast is firm and pale, with a long brown nipple and, with the baby laying contentedly on your lap, you watch as she wipes it, squeezing a few remaining drops of milk out, before tucking it away into her bra, and buttoning up her shirt. | Her exposed breast is firm and pale, with a long brown nipple and, with the baby laying contentedly on your lap, you watch as she wipes it, squeezing a few remaining drops of milk out, before tucking it away into her bra, and buttoning up her shirt. | ||
While she does that, you offer the baby a finger to suck and wonder what it would be like to have that little mouth wrapped around your cock. "I need to change her," the woman says. "You can give me a hand if you like." | |||
You pull your finger out with a faint 'plop' and she takes the baby back. She stands up and turns towards the nearby public convenience and you, after a moments hesitation, pick up her bag and follow her into the baby changing room. She takes a towel out of her bag and spreads it on the changing table, then she lays the baby on her back and strips the wet diaper off. | |||
The baby promptly puts a hand down between her legs and starts playing with her pussy. The mother hands me a bottle of oil. ""Rub that on," she says, and goes over to lock the door. You drizzle some oil over the baby's belly and use your hand to spread it down in and around her pussy. The mother comes up behind you and you feel her hand exploring the bulge in your pants. | |||
"I knew you were a pervert," she says as she unbuckles your belt and tugs your pants down around your ankles; they are soon followed by your boxers and she has her hand wrapped around the thick shaft of your eight-inches. | |||
Revision as of 14:37, 12 September 2019
You walk over and sit on the bench next to the blonde. "I think she's enjoying that," you say.
"She's a greedy little madam," the blonde replies. "It's only an hour or so since she had her breakfast, but she likes a mid-morning top-up." The baby is wearing a vest and a skirt and you can see the diaper underneath, with her chubby legs sticking out.
"It doesn't bother you; feeding her in public," you say.
She shakes her head. "Does it bother you," she says with a grin.
"Not in the least," you say. "Actually it kinda turns me on."
She giggles, but before she can reply, the baby spits the nipple out. "I think she's had enough she says and reaches in her bag for a wipe, but can't find one, and while fumbling about with one hand, knocks it to the floor. "Fuck!" she says and without asking, she drops the baby onto your lap. "Hold her a minute will you, while I get sorted out," she says.
Her exposed breast is firm and pale, with a long brown nipple and, with the baby laying contentedly on your lap, you watch as she wipes it, squeezing a few remaining drops of milk out, before tucking it away into her bra, and buttoning up her shirt.
While she does that, you offer the baby a finger to suck and wonder what it would be like to have that little mouth wrapped around your cock. "I need to change her," the woman says. "You can give me a hand if you like."
You pull your finger out with a faint 'plop' and she takes the baby back. She stands up and turns towards the nearby public convenience and you, after a moments hesitation, pick up her bag and follow her into the baby changing room. She takes a towel out of her bag and spreads it on the changing table, then she lays the baby on her back and strips the wet diaper off.
The baby promptly puts a hand down between her legs and starts playing with her pussy. The mother hands me a bottle of oil. ""Rub that on," she says, and goes over to lock the door. You drizzle some oil over the baby's belly and use your hand to spread it down in and around her pussy. The mother comes up behind you and you feel her hand exploring the bulge in your pants.
"I knew you were a pervert," she says as she unbuckles your belt and tugs your pants down around your ankles; they are soon followed by your boxers and she has her hand wrapped around the thick shaft of your eight-inches.