For the Love of Milky Tits

Tonight, he milked me while I sat in his lap. He massaged me so nicely. Kissed me. Told me how much he loved the new tits he gave me. And then he started to express me with his hands and suckle.

His mouth and hands are much more powerful and effective than my pump. In a couple minutes, he had me spraying milk all over his shirt and dripping down my tits. He tugged on my nipples to keep the spray going into his waiting mouth. The desperate cusses kept coming under his breath as he savored the taste.

I was watching my body perform for him in surprise? Shock? I couldn’t believe that he was successfully milking me as in my daydreams. Each stream made my eyes go wide. The dripping just increased as he talked dirty to me.