"Shhhh...There's a good boy" Mummy cooed softly in my ear.

I love latching to Mummy's breast when I am tired and tired. Being close to her skin makes me feel so little, cared for, and loved. Her soothing words are enough to lull me into a deep rest, but teamed with her nipple in my mouth is just out of this world.

I feel her warm milk flowing into my mouth, and as I swallow I feel it slowly filling my tummy. I feel my eyes getting heavier and heavier until I am fast resting on her skin.

I used to resist this intimacy with Mummy. I would protest telling her I was t... Show more