Breastmilk anon here again! Imagine having both stepdad!joel and stepuncle!tommy latched to your tits at the same timeā¦ā¦ Those two definitely would growl and bicker and tell each other to back off in between hungry suckling and groping.
(I guess itās fair to let them drain you dry from time to time, since you drain their balls multiple times a day)
laying against the pillows while older Miller is on your left, younger to your right, and both gulping down in rhythm while their lips are glued to your nipples. Their hairy whispers scratching your skin lightly, and you can even feel the way their esophagus flex with each swallow. both have a hand planted firmly on your growing belly, still mentally debating which one fathered this bastard.
While you've made it clear this is your family bonding time, the men don't take kindly to sharing at the same time. Tommy would scowl angrily feeling Joel's breath fan over to his nose, and Joel glaring with his brows when Tommy shifted, pulling more tit into his mouth and the other tit away from Joel.
you could no longer close your eyes in bliss when they started flicking each others foreheads in sabotage.
you grasp a fist full of hair in both hands and yank them up: "Stop or you're both done," you command. they stare at you with drunken lust, mouths still agape with drops of pearly milk trickling from their lips.
The Millers side glance one another before their hands descent lower, over your mound and between your legs.
you let out a startled, soft breath and release their heads.
"Okay, we'll play nice. you just have to relax, remember? We only want to take care of ya, babygirl," Joel whispers, planting an apologetic kiss to your sensitive areola. At the same time, his devilish fingers begin circling your clit, already wet from having your breasts plamed and sucked for the last 30 minutes.
"S'our treat," Tommy nods. His thick fingers simultaneously got to work prodding your entrance: they twisted their way through your hole, albeit not a very tight one given how run through you were between the two men using your body daily. He pumped and scissored slowly, in time with Joel's rubs, and you felt yourself falling back again in a hazy bliss.
Now docile and complacent again, the men got back to drinking your milk, stuffing your cunt full of two fingers each, pushing in and out in opposite times.
When the brothers had to come together to achieve a common goal, they worked very well together indeed.
