<span style="color: #ff9999">"It makes us both feel good, Mistress, and my milk isn't doing any good not being used." </span>She nodded enthusiastically and didn't need more than a touch to lay down flat. On command, she began to moan deeper and louder as she was taken and covered in her own milk from her breasts flinging milk with each thrust.<br/><br/><span style="color: #cc99ff">"I will think of something, but I like you. You are family to me and I think he will see you as family too if he made this place for you." </span>She gently squeezed the breast in her hand then released it and looked up at Lorna again.<span style="color: #cc99ff"> "Would it make me strong and cement my body? Whatever that is? Don't only babies drink from their mother..." </span>Lorna would hear the gears turning in Kitori's mind and she nodded.<span style="color: #cc99ff">"I think you will be my mother and I will drink from you. You can make me strong and cement and I will show father that you've made me better."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>