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I remember it like it was yesterday yet it was over 30 years ago when I was initially introduced to this wonderful world. I was a vigor and curious 19 year old and had a neighbour that would flirt with me. She was 22 years my senior, I had a crush on her and was being playful. One day after I finished cutting the lawn, shirtless she invited me inside for a glass of cold iced tea. We made small talk as usual but she saw my eyes shifting towards her ample bosom. Finally she said do you like them? I said yes I do. She explained how she was missing that personal connection, that bond that comes with abf. She lead me to the couch where she took her top off and steered my hands to her breasts. I slowly began massaging them. I could immediately tell she was enjoying herself, getting the relief she so badly needed. A short time later I repositioned myself where I could kiss her nipples. I slowly began suckling even though I wasn’t sure what that was. With her nipples in my mouth I’d never felt closer to another person. It didn’t take long for me to fall in love with suckling. Over the coming months we spent countless hours together. She taught me everything I know about it. I can’t thank her enough.
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