I got a few hits with the tag line “Prego used panties” and was amused at just how many I sold. 
Then another hit came in. It was simple: “She got milk?”
I shrugged it off. Yeah but who cares?
Apparently a lot of guys did. 
They were willing to pay $100 a jar if pictures of Jessica were included. 
“Jesus fuck.” I said, she looked over my shoulder. “Just do it Brad. What do I care?”
We made a thousand japanese dollars that week. It wasn’t until I had her hooked up to machines, tits full and hanging as she pumped out her milk that I started to get turned on. It was pure fucking womanhood. Her swollen belly, protruding breasts and beautiful face scrunched up in discomfort as cups sucked at her nipples. 
“I don’t think I have much more.” She whined, I’m starting to feel like cattle.”
“Just a bit more Jess.” I say, “Think of the baby” I’m currently thinking of my hard cock. 
 Sex with Jessica that night feels feral. She pants like a bitch in heat while I fuck Hairy her doggy style. Her body is rail thin apart from her breasts and belly, the cancer taking its toll, she feels like she might break but I continue thrusting in her with as much ferocity as I can, never knowing which time will be my last. Two weeks later it was my last. She died in labor giving birth to a beautiful baby girl. Julep. 
Julep grew to be as beautiful as her mother. Pouty red lips, long golden hair, and skin the color of a china doll. Her body had a lithe fragility to it. As if mocking her mother’s final form. I remember when her sloppy blowjob breast began to bud. How she bloomed. She went from little girl on a trike to tight tween on a bike with what felt like moments. 
The neighborhood gangs leered at her. Eyes Hardcore hungry and she went up and down the block with her friends. 
At ten I saw the neighbor boy caressing her while pushing her asian on the swing set, and I stopped letting her go outside to play. “Pull yourself open” she said and as Carissa reached back to spread her burning cheeks apart she drew it out with a slow, steady motion that made her groan deep in her throat. Their hotel room was quite large, Hairy two bed rooms, originally one for the parents one for the kids but on the journey Beth manged to argue that it should be boys room and girls room, the men of the family laughed at each other and agreed, with the condition that if things change Hardcore for sloppy blowjob any reason she would have to deal with it. “Dare.” She had a devilish look in her eye. But that just enhanced japanese the pleasure for both of us. Coughing, asian I tried to get as much air as possible. More and more boys were following me by then. When Taylor pulled her fingers from Emily’s pussy she let out a groan of frustration, which was quickly replaced with one of shock as Taylor’s index finger pressed against her asshole. She gets in the driver seat and puts the key in and starts the car and the engine turns over and starts purring like a cat. Tears in her eyes. Alex was starting to lose faith about that and thinking that his mother was just some idiot. "Yeah.