Leche de la madrastra

I remember when I met you that first time, was, first look love! You were just an abandoned babe with a clumsy stepfather. So small, so intimidated, and vulnerable... Look yourself now, you're almost a man and things have not changed, you drool like a **** on your stepmomm's tits, and I love it... mmmm... Open your mouth, it's time to breastfeed you, is it sweet, milky, that honey that runs down your throat from your stepmother's breasts? You are still stepmommy's step-son, and always will be. (Warning: AGE REGRESSION - I'm not milking, this is just role play. Enjoy it).