Adult Brest feeding

Bryan and Lilly were newlyweds.Bryan was 21 and Lilly was 21. They were both from a conservative traditional American family. They had graduated from a  traditional college.
They were young. They were in love. Some feared that this was youthful passions not real love.while divorce was an anathima to both families and there circles, many feared that that could happen. While they would live in a buble,things were changing. The changing times threatened to even seep it to there isolated world.
Everyone supported there one thought that they should not get married, they were not sure that this was the right time.perhaps it should wait.
The wedding day had arrived. Lilly’s mom helped her get ready. “Now I have been waiting for the right time to talk to you. This is the last time I will be able to talk to you before your married. I want you to tell you the secret to a happy marriage. ” her mom said.
She was looking forward to hearing it. She knew that it was only a mater of time before trouble came. She wanted a happy meriege.her mom was a role model. Her parents had a happy meriege. It was legendary.everyone in there circle looked up to them and there relationship. If everyone knew how to have a successful marriage, it was her mom a dad.
“Oh ok. What is the secret?” Lilly asked. “This is going to be a bit surprising but the secret to a happy marriage is to engage in adult Brest feeding. “Her mom said.
Lilly was dumb founded. Not in a million years would she had expected that. She was not she had her correctly. Was she serious?
Her mother had a good sense of humor.she should not joke about things like this. That was not her style of humor. If she did not know her better she would think this wS a joke.she knew that she was dead serious.
“You probably think I’m nuts. I am totally serious.a nursing relationship between you and him Will assure a good marriage. You need to start away. Tonight you Wil have him suckle your Brest. ” her mom said
Lilly was not sure she was comfortable having this conversation with her mom. “You need to do it every day without fail. “She urged her.
” not that I am sure I want to know but are you speaking from experience?”Lilly asked.”yes we started on night one.made all the difference on the world. Even if you have a fight, you have to do this. This cures arguments. ” she said.
She was a but taken aback. She did have some sceptism. There was no denying to her parents was one of the happiest couples she knew.
“This was the best advise your grandmother gave me. “She said. Great she thought ,that was a mental image I needed. She loved her grand parents but picturing grandad nursing gram was worse then picturing dad nursing mom.
“Look you have to promise me you Wil fo this.this is your business. I won’t violate your privacy. Please promise you will do this . “she pleaded.
“You have my word mom. I will do as you ask. ” she told her mother. They hugged.
After the ceremony they went on there Hong moon. They left the sate and went to a nearby sate. They went to the hotel.
“Hey hunnie come over hear.”s he said. He did. She pulled up her pink sweater. She pulled up her bra. “Come on suckke my Brest!”she said. Bryan was insisted.
He finally relented.he placed his tounge near her nipples. He felt weird. He was not sure. She encouraged him to keep going .he did. He started to get into it. So did she.
It turned out to be really good for play. It led to the mane event if you knew what I mean. They continued. To nurse every day. They never missed a day.
Her mom was right. Her mom ans Lilly never discussed it. Her mom knew that She followed her advice. She knew that the family woul s continue to thrive. She knew that the family secret woul s continued to be passed on.
The end.


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