Fountains of Youth Part Four

Anthony has been the one constant in her life for twenty years. He had drunk more of her milk than anyone. So why can't Jennifer convince herself that he's the one for her? Besides the fact that she's a self-avowed slut and has commitment issues? And wants to share her milk with everyone. Even Anthony is convinced her milk is the only thing that keeps him young.

Excerpt:

Jennifer greeted Anthony with a fierce kiss at the door. It wasn't the a that promised romance. It was a kiss that implored a physical need.

After a long, protracted moment, he was able to disengage from Jennifer's lip lock.

"Whoa. What's that all about?"

"I just need you," she said, pulling at his clothes. Jennifer was only wearing a loose t-shirt and black leggings. It was obvious that she was without a bra. "Come to my room. Let's do it."

He let her pull his shirt up over his head, not really assisting, but not stopping her either. "Why the sudden change of heart from last night?"

"Don't ask questions," she told him, pulling off her own shirt, confirming to Anthony that she was indeed sans brassiere. Jennifer grabbed his hand and led him to her bedroom.

"Why do I feel like the fly being trapped by the spider?"