Jolanka serves up her cookies and milk

She didn’t know where Edvina had gotten to, but she could hardly be expected to wait all day. She had fresh cookies and milk to share with the building. She tossed on some of her old clothes that strained to cover her new curves and walked down the hall with a tray full of cookies and a glass full of milk. She stopped at the door of the new tenant, the young woman had only moved in last week and it was high time that she introduced herself.

The woman opened the door with a smile. “Oh, hey you’re Talia. Right? I’m Jolanka and I have a bit of a tradition of welcoming the new neighbors with my homemade cookies. I meant to get over here earlier, but life just got a bit hectic. I’m sure you understand.”

Talia commiserated “Oh no not at all! I’m super happy just to have something homemade, I've been so busy moving in I haven't had time to cook. These smell amazing by the way!” She couldn’t resist taking a bite then and there and my goodness she’d never had a cookie like this before! She inhaled the rest of the cookie. She was embarrassed by her lack of manners, but at the same time she felt a bit weak in the knees. Damn that cookie was good! She didn’t stop at one she grabbed another cookie and scarfed it down followed by another and another. She moaned with pleasure as she ate Jolanka’s amazing cookies. In her haste to take more she knocked the rest of the cookies to the floor. She sank to her hands and knees crawling after the irresistible cookies.

Talia gushed in her pants as she ate crumbs from the floor like a common crack whore. When she was sure she’d eaten every last bit she looked back up at Jolanka like a child caught with her hand in the cookie jar. “Jolanka do you have some more cookies, please!” Jolanka smiled down at her and held up the glass of milk she’d brought along. “Surely after all those cookies you’re thirsty for some milk.” Talia reached for the glass, but Jolanka pulled it back to and beckoned Talia to come closer "Come here, I'll feed you." Talia crawled to Jolanka’s feet and looked up with big pleading eyes. “Hands at your sides.” crooned Jolanka, then she held the glass down to Talia's waiting lips. She tipped the glass and began to pour the milky ambrosia into Talia's mouth.

Talia swallowed in great gulps drinking at the pace that Jolanka set. She was utterly focused on drinking the delicious milk and then it stopped. She looked up into the empty glass. But she’d only been drinking for a few seconds... Then it hit her. The orgasms started small, but grew bigger and bigger and bigger. The gaps between them grew smaller. She was on the floor flat on her back she couldn’t think coherent thoughts. She pushed her pants down her hips and tucked a couple fingers up into her overflowing vagina to finger herself feverishly. She tried to rub it out, but there was no relief. After each orgasm the tension in her body continued to rise until she was strung unbearably tight and even then throbbing orgasm after throbbing orgasm rocked her petite frame. She felt sick with lust. Through this intolerable haze she saw Jolanka lower her pants to reveal a most welcome sight a long thick erection pointed straight at her. She tried to call out her need, but her words failed her and all the came out were needy whimpers. Luckily Jolanka seemed to understand.

When Jolanka pulled the dainty fingers out of the soaked pussy she saw the problem at once, this poor girl needed more. She quickly lined up and started a very rigorous course of CPR (Cock-in Pussy Resuscitation). With each thrust Talia was looking a bit better. She moaned deeply, setting her feet against the floor she lifted her hips up to thrust back against Jolanka. The orgasms continued to flow hot and fast nearly melting her mind, but Jolanka’s cock was anchoring her. She was a boat adrift in an ocean of pleasure. Then Jolanka came. Her Futa cum flooded Talia’s pussy, the boat disappeared. Talia was still anchored by Jolanka’s cock, but now the weight pulled her naked body down into the ocean. She gasped a final time and her head sank beneath the surface. Her lungs ached as she tried to hold her breath. Jolanka continued to pound her hard cock into Talia’s cum filled pussy threatening to overwhelm her with each thrust. Talia could hold it no longer the breath exploded into the dark ocean and she shuddered as she inhaled **** to fill her lungs. The water of the ocean crashed into her lungs cold and heavy and she waited for darkness to come.

The darkness did not come. She realized that she was still breathing, though all she inhaled was ocean. She looked down and there was Jolanka lovely in her nakedness smiling up at her. The two of them were creatures of that vast ocean. Creatures of pleasure. Sirens of the deeps made to drag others down into their abode. They swam together for a time playfully weaving around and between each other, their slim bodies seemed to move effortlessly in the deep water. No words needed pass between them for they saw each other fully bodies, thoughts, desires. The two lazily drifted back to the surface drawn by the warm glow of light above.

Pictured - Kelly Shore

As Talia broke the surface she was back in her room lying under her lover Jolanka. They smiled wordlessly at each other and when Jolanka pulled her wonderful cock out Talia stood to examine herself. Her stature was unchanged, but her sex appeal looked to have been turned up to an eleven. Her skin was wonderfully soft and smooth, her curves spoke to the peak of fertility, her cock stood at attention ready to sow her tainted seed, and her breasts ached sweetly.

Talia took the empty glass that Jolanka had set aside and thrust a ripe breast into it. She grabbed her tit firmly and squeezed. Her sweet milk sprayed into the glass and she sighed with the pleasure of pouring out her sustenance for the next generation. She alternated back and forth between her breasts moaning as she did her work and the glass was quickly filled with her rich nourishing milk.