Expecting to be quelled in her ache from stomach and the feeling of anxious passions Erika thought a glass of milk would sooth all. Her own feelings and the anxiousness had her reaching into the frige blindly knowing what the milk carton felt like she took it our and had poured herself a full glass.
The instant she tipped it up and began to chuge it down the taste and weight told her of a mistake. Erika's daddy was a true health nut and ofter brought over refilled milk bottles and or cartons with fresh and untreated goat's milk. She knew it as with the first swallow but once tasted she was deemed made of choice.
As the glass hit the counter top it shattered by the force Erika put it down. Her insides were churning now as buttocks took to aching for the feeling of being mounted.
She shook her head as feelings of two dull pains suddenly loomed up each aside her forehead. Staggering about in a worsened state she felt like throwing up and headed for the bathroom.
Halfway up the stairs to the second floor her heart was pounding and she stopped to catch her breath. Leh splied outward she was in this almost on all fours position feeling the endearing need for a sensual relationship with the first male to come along.