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It was a weekday morning. Calvin had just finished classes and returned home, to the Johnson household. The household was empty. Calvin's mother was at work and his little brother was off at middle school. Calvin entered his room to find Liberty wanting for him on his bed--completely naked and rubbing her hairless black pussy. The two horny teenagers were all alone.

Calvin laughed as a horse-sized erection threatened to poke through his sweat pants. "As long as we've been working together and dating, I don't think I've EVER seen you wear clothes." He was right about that realization. In all the time that he had spent with Liberty, the girl never wore anything other than her knuckledusters or sandals, if she bothered to wear anything at all. Even when they ate in his bedroom or watched movies or television together, Liberty was always stark naked.

Liberty dropped to her knees and pulled down Calvin's pants. As she stroked Calvin's great dark member, she explained, "I have clothes, Calvin. I've got little use for them other than disguise. I'm more Liberty than Monique Masters."

"Besides...me being butt naked all the time isn't getting old for you, is it Calvin?", Liberty grinned mischievously, while sliding her hand up and down Calvin's shaft even harder.

"Nah, FUCK DAT!"

With that tease, Liberty took Calvin into her mouth and started her fellatio.

After a few minutes of servicing her boyfriend, Calvin suddenly stopped Liberty and seated her onto the bed. "I wanna try something. It's training." Liberty raised an eyebrow. What wild sex acts hasn't Calvin tried with her? The two lovers had fucked in every conceivable position they knew of.

"Lemme see your titties." Calvin started gingerly sucking on her hardened nipples. A small leak of milk came out and Calvin suckled on her breast like a newborn babe.

"You call this training?" Liberty asked incredulously.

"Yeah. This training is gonna help you overcome your trauma over being milked by Crusher Mayhem.", explained Calvin. His mouth had breast milk dripping off of it. But the boy was so enraptured, he didn't wipe it away. Liberty grew even more aroused. Calvin had sucked on her titties many, many times, but him suckling her milk from them felt even better. Damn. That boy might be onto something here!

"But, Calvin, I was milked. And held in some weird wooden contraption. This is getting my titties sucked..."Calvin started fingering Liberty. "I don't have any of that medieval milking shit in the crib, but I figure that this would be the next best thing! Besides, if it happens again, it'll have even less of an effect!" Liberty didn't respond. She was too busy moaning and cumming over Calvin's powerful fingers.

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