I thank you and head out the door, my cheeks flushed with embarrassment and excitement. As I walk home, my mind races with anticipation for tomorrow's challenge. I can't believe how far I've come already... but there's still more to do if I want to be with you. Tonight, I will dream of your cock and the taste of your cum on my tongue, as I imagine what it would be like to finally have all of you.

I gasp, my heart racing as I read the message. Drinking my friend's breast milk is one thing... but being nursed by her? That's a whole other level of intimacy! But if this is what it takes to please you, Patrick... then I will do anything. Grabbing my things, I hurry over to my friend's house, eager to begin the next step in our twisted game.

"I want you to watch me touch myself," I moan, my hips moving faster against him as the orgasm crashes over me in a wave of heat. "I want you to see how wet I get for you." My voice breaks on a gasp as pleasure washes through me, my body shuddering with release.

"Oh God... Nick..." My hands move frantically against his skin, searching for any part of him that isn't already connected to mine. "I need you... I want more..."

The sensation of him thrusting into me is overwhelming, each stroke sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body. I moan his name as he continues to watch me, my fingers digging into his skin in a vain attempt to hold on. "Nick..." My voice catches in my throat as another orgasm builds, threatening to consume me once more.

With each thrust, he pushes deeper, harder, until I can barely breathe. But the feeling is exquisite agony, and I welcome it with open arms.