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Jade Bleu
The Billionaires' Wet Nurse 2: Sophie's Choice (hucow, lactation fetish, MFFM, multiple partners, pumping for titillation)
The Billionaires' Wet Nurse 2: Sophie's Choice (hucow, lactation fetish, MFFM, multiple partners, pumping for titillation)
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Re-lactating for a hot billionaire's pleasure! I needed cash bad, so I answered a want ad to sell part of my body--the milk I once produced in abundance. My supply recently dried up, but the billionaire who placed the ad and his assistant claim they could get things flowing with a strict session of milking, pampering, and intense orgasms for stress relief. Before long, my choice to become a milk maid to a billionaire will pay off in hot and exotic ways I never imagined.
"James' touch became more urgent, stroking down lower, closer to my nipple with each stroke. Becca matched him perfectly, though even with my eyes closed, I could tell their hands apart--his large and firm, her fingers delicate and soft. They reached my areola, and stabs of pleasure shot through my clit. I squirmed just a little in my chair, hoping he didn't notice.
James ran his fingertips across my nipple, and I gave a little gasp. Becca did too, and my mind was whirling. My thighs parted without me even thinking about what I was doing. James grew bolder, and when he pinched my nipple, I felt juices, warm and inviting, slick my pussy.
"There, Becca, you see?" He was pinching and milking my nipple now, and I opened my eyes to see his satisfied grin. "All she needed was the right touch."
I glanced down to find tiny beads of milk forming where he pulled at me. I'd been so focused on the wetness between my legs I hadn't realized he'd succeeded.
"She starts today--now," James said. "Let her shower, and then bring her to the pumping room."
"James' touch became more urgent, stroking down lower, closer to my nipple with each stroke. Becca matched him perfectly, though even with my eyes closed, I could tell their hands apart--his large and firm, her fingers delicate and soft. They reached my areola, and stabs of pleasure shot through my clit. I squirmed just a little in my chair, hoping he didn't notice.
James ran his fingertips across my nipple, and I gave a little gasp. Becca did too, and my mind was whirling. My thighs parted without me even thinking about what I was doing. James grew bolder, and when he pinched my nipple, I felt juices, warm and inviting, slick my pussy.
"There, Becca, you see?" He was pinching and milking my nipple now, and I opened my eyes to see his satisfied grin. "All she needed was the right touch."
I glanced down to find tiny beads of milk forming where he pulled at me. I'd been so focused on the wetness between my legs I hadn't realized he'd succeeded.
"She starts today--now," James said. "Let her shower, and then bring her to the pumping room."
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