John was at it again. His morning erection playing on my naked thigh as he was dryhumping my slender leg, playing with my soft breasts. Only this time, he wasn't only fondling with them, he was sucking my nipples like he had done once before, when he was a baby-boy and I used to nurse him.

I put my arm around him, caressing his dark-brown hair. He looked up at me with his beautiful and innocent eyes and almost smiled at me with them, then he concentrated on sucking my breasts again. It felt so good, it reminded me of how much I enjoyed this when he was a child, when I could produce milk for him. He was sucking harder and harder, like he expected something from them, something I couldn't give him any longer…

After a minute or so of this treatment, I noticed his erecting member had started to pump out some pre-cum on my thigh, smearing it out, tickling my nakedness… I knew he was not far from excitement, but I wanted to do something special this morning than just let him make love to me in his 'unexperienced fashion'. This morning I would teach him something new, that could be enjoyed very much…Something Michael had taught me and done with me…

Slowly, not disturbing his session, I rolled on top of him, straddling his belly, my big breasts hanging down in his face. He tried to enter me, but I was way to up on his belly for him to reach the place he was looking for.

"Good morning my love, would you like me to show you something?"

He let go of my saliva dripping nipple. My breasts bouncing against his innocent face, his head in my cleavage.

"Can't we just…just do it? I really need it…I need it bad!"

"I know you do my love, but I want to make it even better for you…I want to show you something that feels very good to you, I promise you'll enjoy it at least as much as making love…and honey, it's called making love…"