Her eyes scanned the room. “Hello, Sweetie.”
“Are you feeling bad?”
“No, Honey, just groggy.” The combo of an incredible orgasm and a healthy dose of adrenaline had really sapped her strength! Hot mom xxx I do! See a doctor.”
And so on. When she had been breastfeeding Adeline, neither her daughter’s lips nor the pump gave her nipples discomfort. Her nipples ached slightly. It’s called being a mammal. Sitting mostly naked on the side of her bed, she sobbed until her sudden and serious self-loathing eased. It flew away buzzing out of her room, untouched. She didn’t see anything, but prodding them hurt more than she expected. “Momma, the maxi pad can is full.” It was during breakfast that Adeline, wearing her bathrobe at the table, informed her mother.
