Milked To The Max (MMF Threesome Lactation Sex) - Plot & Excerpts
All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older. "Is that Stewart kid coming over already?" My husband paused in the middle of pouring cream into his coffee and squinted out the kitchen window. I suppressed the shiver of sexual excitement that ran through me. "I asked Kyle if he could look at the rocking chair," I said casually. "It's been wobbling a little bit and it makes Oscar cranky when I nurse him." Martin grunted, already distracted by his iPhone. His salt and pepper hair was all I could see of him as he turned away from me. "I'll just go meet Kyle at the door," I said, still ultra-casual. "Don't want the doorbell to wake Oscar up." I ran my hands over my breasts and hips as I hurried to the foyer. I hadn't had time to dress yet because Oscar, my five month old, had been fussy all night and I'd only just gotten him settled for a morning nap. I was only wearing a short silky robe over a pair of panties. My breasts, huge and swollen with milk, threatened to spill out of the robe's loose plunging neckline.
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