[ this is all new for her too, a total side effect of something she didn't expect would be happening when she woke up today, but what doesn't really come as that much of a surprise is how his touch helps — helps relieve the discomfort, helps soothe the twinging fullness of her breasts, helps comfort her when she's been feeling out of sorts for most of the afternoon. but then there's that whole separate layer to it where, for some reason, being milked by him is really doing it for her, and not just because it alleviates that pressure.
eventually she just lets him take over because he seems like he's got it figured out after the second time, and her hand drops to the side of the bed to continue bracing herself, but something about watching that white stream spill out and run down his arm in a thin rivulet makes her realize in that moment that this is turning her on, that dull pulsing in her cunt making her squeeze her thighs together as her tits leak even more, like her body is reacting to being aroused by trying to produce extra amounts of this stuff.
and that's not even getting into the sound she makes when he pulls his hand back to sample the taste of her from it, licking it up like it's worth savoring because it's come from her. his touch is still damp from his tongue when he drops it against her other breast, and she almost doesn't even wait for him to finish asking before she starts nodding quickly, hastily, propping herself up and sliding across the bed to get closer to him. ]
Yeah. Yes. [ whatever he's saying, she wants him to do it, and she reaches out to curve a hand against his upper arm, fingers clutching into the strength of the muscle there. ] Please. Feels so much better when you do it.
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eventually she just lets him take over because he seems like he's got it figured out after the second time, and her hand drops to the side of the bed to continue bracing herself, but something about watching that white stream spill out and run down his arm in a thin rivulet makes her realize in that moment that this is turning her on, that dull pulsing in her cunt making her squeeze her thighs together as her tits leak even more, like her body is reacting to being aroused by trying to produce extra amounts of this stuff.
and that's not even getting into the sound she makes when he pulls his hand back to sample the taste of her from it, licking it up like it's worth savoring because it's come from her. his touch is still damp from his tongue when he drops it against her other breast, and she almost doesn't even wait for him to finish asking before she starts nodding quickly, hastily, propping herself up and sliding across the bed to get closer to him. ]
Yeah. Yes. [ whatever he's saying, she wants him to do it, and she reaches out to curve a hand against his upper arm, fingers clutching into the strength of the muscle there. ] Please. Feels so much better when you do it.