Enjoying my daughter’s lactating teen body
**When Harry and his wife stays with their lactating daughter Sam, he didn’t expect to peep on her and find out that she harboured a taboo fantasy towards him! Lucky for her, daddy had a weak spot for milky, engorged women.** I dragged our luggage up the path as my wife went on without me. “Come to granny!” she exclaimed, the moment our daughter opened the front door, holding our grandchild in her arms. I couldn’t help smile, either. Billy was the cutest little bundle of joy I had ever laid eyes upon. The last time I felt that way was when Sam was a newborn, twenty years ago. Now she was a mother herself. A fully grown woman. That dark pulse buried inside me crawled up, poking the surface of my brain. Fuck, Samantha …