I looked back and saw Amanda standing there, arms folded, glaring at us. At first, I was afraid that this was really genuine upset... forgetting what we had discussed most of the day. "What the fuck is going on out here? I go to bed for 30 minutes and when I can't sleep, I get up to this?" she yelled. "Honey I-" Julie interrupted frantically, "Mom, I'm sorry. I hadn't had a man touch threesome me in months and I kinda seduced Dad... don't be mad at him, it's not his fault." I watched Amanda's stern expression struggling to at least remain serious, knowing it wasn't going to win for very long. I said, "You remember how much we both loved the taste of your breastmilk when you were feeding Julie. Come sit over here and try hers." Carrying her role to the best as she was able, she continued to look maybe half upset and half pouty as she came and sat between Julie and I knees first into the couch so her feet and butt were hanging off the front. Julie looked just a bit scared still but didn't protest as her mom steadied herself on the back of the couch and leaned forward while lifting her breast to her mouth with the other hand. I've seen my wife with another woman, though it's been a long time now... this was nothing like that. I remembered Julie nursing from Amanda as a baby and now their roles were reversed. Amanda released the hold she had on Julie's nipple and positioned herself above me so I'd have to look up to kiss her. A small trickle of milk leaked from her mouth and I did my best to try and catch it before she leaned in to kiss me. Both our lips now slick with our daughter's milk, the kiss was so hot it made my dick start to twitch in my sweats. I slid my hand up Amanda's leg and began massaging her pubic mound through her sleep pants. As our kiss broke, I remembered Julie was sitting right beside us and looked over at her. She met my eyes with a rather uneasy smile. Feeling like maybe it was time to let her off the hook, I looked back to my wife. big Sometimes you meet someone who you can finish each other's sentences, and if you marry that person and stay together as long as we have you can have some of your conversations just with your eyes. I sent her a quick, "hey I got a question" look then shifted my eyes toward Julie. She glanced at Julie then came back at me with a grin. I smiled back at her and asked out loud, "So, did that taste as good as you have been imagining all day?" "Mmm, yes it sure did babe!" Now it was Julie's turn to yell what the fuck at us, "... you were playing Hardcore me? You had me all plotted out huh?" All her nervousness faded to the mock pouting expression I remembered so well from her years growing up. Her faux exasperation tits was so easy to see that my wife and I both smiled at each other and chuckled. She couldn't resist long asian and soon smiled back at us. "So you liked my milk, Mom? Would you like some more?" With that she pulled her t-shirt the rest of the way off. Taking her lead, I took the bottom of Amanda's shirt and began coaxing it up as well until Julie joined me in undressing her mother. After getting her shirt off she stood up, Julie and I each took a side of her waistband and finished the job together. We went next door and I put Emily in her bed. Magic was afoot, because Brian knew he wouldn’t be able to support her entire body this well normally. “Besides who am I tits going to tell anyway.” Wet, soft, heat pressing against my petals, running through them with unpracticed, boorish motions. You've got to be kidding me, I thought. I pause to suck and nibble threesome her hardened nipples. I'll write down all the details of the girls' schedules and contact numbers for the plumber, power asian company, doctor, you know, in case anything goes wrong. I’m getting to my feet when someone barrels into my back and I crash big into the dirt a second time. Patty slid off the couch, her mouth already watering, unable to resist the sight of Margaret's moist, juicy pussy. They never gave a damn about me. Hardcore They just wanted to use me for a cause. They both settled on a sincere small smile, although both were a bit uneasy. Then I sighed, and began the arduous journey up to twenty flights of stairs to my quarters at the top of the tower.