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Milly Bovier
The Milking Clinic: An Adult Nursing Older Man Younger Woman Hucow Romance
The Milking Clinic: An Adult Nursing Older Man Younger Woman Hucow Romance
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It's been two weeks since Aileen gave her baby up for adoption, but her engorged breasts are still producing gallons of milk. Desperate, she visits a mysterious clinic that might just be the answer to her prayers...and her sexiest fantasies!
EXCERPT:
He swiftly assumed the position--head on my lap, muscular body curled up next to me. It was glaringly obvious that he'd done this many times before, but I didn't mind. I gazed down at his handsome face, taking in the sculpted angles of his jaw and his cheekbones.
But I wasn't getting paid to ogle the guy. Taking a deep breath, I started unfastening the hooks on one of the bra straps, and when I got that done, I slowly peeled the lace cup down to reveal one of my tits.
Mr. Greenleaf moaned, and a moment later, he closed his eyes, leaned up and wrapped his strong lips around my nipple.
"Oh!" I couldn't help but cry out.
I was not prepared for the rush of pleasure that shot through my body. Closing my eyes, I absorbed the incredible sensation of his tongue gently stroking my hard pink nub as he suctioned the milk out of my tits in a steady stream.
Holy shit, that was incredible. I felt my pussy starting to throb and thrum. I arched my head back over the top of the sofa and fought the urge to moan with pleasure before I came to my senses and remembered I was there to do a job.
This session wasn't about my pleasure; it was about Mr. Greenleaf's. And it couldn't have been too comfortable for him to be hovering in my lap, craning his neck up to suckle my tits. I quickly slid an arm under his neck to support the weight of his head, and I felt him relax under me.
He opened his eyes then, and when our gazes met, my desire went wild. I don't know why, but the sight of him looking up at me as he pulled the milk out of my tits was sexier and more erotic than I could ever have imagined. I shifted slightly, and as I suspected, my panties were already completely soaked.
EXCERPT:
He swiftly assumed the position--head on my lap, muscular body curled up next to me. It was glaringly obvious that he'd done this many times before, but I didn't mind. I gazed down at his handsome face, taking in the sculpted angles of his jaw and his cheekbones.
But I wasn't getting paid to ogle the guy. Taking a deep breath, I started unfastening the hooks on one of the bra straps, and when I got that done, I slowly peeled the lace cup down to reveal one of my tits.
Mr. Greenleaf moaned, and a moment later, he closed his eyes, leaned up and wrapped his strong lips around my nipple.
"Oh!" I couldn't help but cry out.
I was not prepared for the rush of pleasure that shot through my body. Closing my eyes, I absorbed the incredible sensation of his tongue gently stroking my hard pink nub as he suctioned the milk out of my tits in a steady stream.
Holy shit, that was incredible. I felt my pussy starting to throb and thrum. I arched my head back over the top of the sofa and fought the urge to moan with pleasure before I came to my senses and remembered I was there to do a job.
This session wasn't about my pleasure; it was about Mr. Greenleaf's. And it couldn't have been too comfortable for him to be hovering in my lap, craning his neck up to suckle my tits. I quickly slid an arm under his neck to support the weight of his head, and I felt him relax under me.
He opened his eyes then, and when our gazes met, my desire went wild. I don't know why, but the sight of him looking up at me as he pulled the milk out of my tits was sexier and more erotic than I could ever have imagined. I shifted slightly, and as I suspected, my panties were already completely soaked.
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