I’m sure you wouldn’t mind if I cuddled you in my lap, right? If I laid you across my lap, and let you lift your head to suck on my breasts just like any good baby should be able to do, I don’t imagine you would fuss too much about that. I could slide my fingers through your hair, run my fingertips along the curve of your ear, whisper what a good baby you are for me. And good adult babies get rewarded, don’t they? My hand may slide down your chest, your tummy, till […]