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Milk From My Neighbor 1 by loyalsock
Date: 12/29/2015, Categories: Fetish, Author: loyalsock, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
was spring already; no need to wear all those layers of clothing. It was difficult last winter since she was in her third trimester. Thankfully her delivery was normal and her labor was relatively short. She released her wavy hair from its bun, brushed it, then let it tumble on her shoulders. She liked keeping her hair long, but usually arranged it in a bun when she reported for work. She applied gloss on her lips, then set out to prepare their meal. It was just leftovers from last night. Since she lived alone, she tended to cook in bulk and store the rest in the fridge. As she was preparing, she became misty-eyed when she remembered Micki's birth. Her parents and her younger s****r Jackie were with her at the hospital, but Mike was not. He died overseas when she was just five months pregnant. Fortunately her parents and Mike's were very supportive and comforted her during those difficult times. She almost lost the baby when she received the news that Mike was not coming back from his tour of duty. Her friends and f****y helped her recover, and reminded her that a new life was growing within her. "I'm back!" Sam's voice broke her out of her reverie. "I'm in the kitchen," she answered. "Need help? What can I do?" Sam asked as he approached her. Kaye saw that Sam had showered and changed too. His dark brown hair was slightly damp and he was wearing a black T-shirt, old jeans and sneakers. "I'm just tossing the salad," Kaye replied. "Could ... you set the table? The plates are over there," pointing to the dish rack. Sam chose some plates and utensils and placed them on the small kitchen table. The kitchen had a bright, airy feel to it. The same thing could be said about the whole apartment. It was evident that Kaye had devoted a lot of time and effort to make it a comfortable place to live in. Kaye placed the salad as well as the macaroni & cheese dish on the table. She chose to drink apple juice, while Sam took another beer. They sat down and began to eat. "Mmm, this is really good," Sam remarked. "The first real food I've had in days." "Thanks for the compliment. It's nothing special really. How's the salad?" "Great. Everything's great. Compared to my cooking, this is cordon bleu!" he joked. "So, what's the name of your baby and how old is she? She's real pretty, just like her mom." Kaye blushed at the compliment. She wasn't used to receiving them anymore, since she felt fat and she didn't have anyone to reassure her otherwise. "Her name's Michelle but I call her Micki. My husband's name was Michael. She's six months now." "Was?" he asked. He knew that she lived alone, but he thought that she was separated, or that her husband worked far away, since she still wore her wedding ring. "Yeah, he died almost a year ago in Iraq." "Oh, I'm sorry," he said. 'It's ok. I'm quite used to it now. I've had to talk about it since I started working ...