Total pages in book: 140
Estimated words: 140940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 705(@200wpm)___ 564(@250wpm)___ 470(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 140940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 705(@200wpm)___ 564(@250wpm)___ 470(@300wpm)
Each time she sank back onto me, she let out a breathy moan that set my heart pounding faster in my chest.
Her hands slid up to my chest, fingertips tracing the chiseled contours of my chest and teasing the hard nubs of my nipples.
I grunted and gripped her hips hard, bouncing her on my cock.
A low shriek came from her as she arched back and quickened her movements, riding me with an intensity that had tiny beads of sweat breaking out on my forehead.
I was close to exploding. “E-emily.”
Those breasts bounced and to my surprise, small droplets of milk formed at the puckered points.
Oh my. Naughty mouse.
And this liquid wasn’t beige like on the plane.
This time, I swore it sparkled a dark gold.
I couldn’t help but be momentarily entranced. Those brown nipples glistened and more milk trickled, painting her skin with an exotic glow.
Why so different? And what does it taste like?
And I could barely think as my mouse owned me with that pussy, riding my cock like she was a cowgirl at one of those American rodeos I had seen on TV.
In a daze of raw desire, I reached for her, fingers brushing over the wet peaks with a mix of fascination and primal need.
The sensation shot fireworks through my veins, and my cock twitched inside her, threatening to explode any minute.
The touch seemed to trigger something in her too, and she let out a sharp cry, her pussy clenching down on me in delicious ripples.
The sight of the milk dribbling from her nipples coupled with the feel of her tightening around me was too much.
I must taste it.
I leaned forward, capturing one of the nipples between my lips and sucking gently.
Mmmm.
A soft spray hit the back of my throat.
I groaned in hot lust.
So different.
This milk was like nothing I had ever tasted before; it was sweet but tangy with an underlying taste that I couldn’t figure out. And it didn’t matter anyway. I was too fucking greedy.
Moaning, she captured my head with both hands and rocked that pussy on me.
Oh fuck.
Her movements became more frantic as she rode me harder, grinding down on me in circles that pushed me deeper into her.
More milk spilled out of her nipples, and I drank from her, groaning the whole time.
Fuck. Don’t stop.
The pleasure was spiraling out of control and heading for a cliff’s edge I was ready to jump off willingly.
Her cries grew louder as her orgasm tore through her. Her pussy clenched around me so hard it felt like she was trying to suck my cock into her body.
In response, I sucked harder at her nipple and reached down to stroke where we were connected. My fingers rubbed over her clit.
She shivered against me.
I gulped down milk and went to the other breast.
Hungry.
Fucking starving for more.
On this new breast, a larger stream of that golden liquid trickled into my mouth.
So sweet.
My cock jerked inside of her. And as she rode me faster, I drunk more of that intoxicating elixir from her breast, each gulp setting my veins on fire.
Fuck. Fuck.
I almost bit into her nipple, it was so damn delicious.
Oh my fucking God. It tastes so good.
The car faded away and all that was left was the taste of her, the feel of her body around me, and the soundtrack of our intertwined moans riding saxophone notes.
So close to cumming, my hands anchored her hips, guiding her movements above me.
But she wouldn’t let me dominate her this time. She slammed that pussy on me, riding my cock with no mercy.
So perfect.
Still sucking on the nipple, I surrendered, unable to do anything but take her sensual assault. Lust consumed my body, leaving only a shell of the man I once was.
Her pace quickened, her body riding higher and slamming down harder, rocking our bodies together in a dance as old as time.
Ffffuck.
I let go of her breast and fell back, drunk off her milk and trembling. My lips and chin were wet.
She whimpered, lost in pleasure, head thrown back and breasts bouncing enticingly with each thrust, spilling milk on me and her.
Mysh, what are you doing to me?
My body spasmed.
Her pussy muscles clenched around my cock rhythmically, the walls of her pussy squeezing me with a tightness that had my vision darkening at the edges.
“Oh shit,” I groaned, feeling my climax building at an alarming speed.
She moaned and her body trembled as another orgasm ripped through her.
And I felt it then too, the coiling tension that told me I was about to burst inside of her. My breath hitched as the pressure became too much to bear.
In a last-ditch effort for self-control, I gripped her hips tightly and tried to slow down her frenzied movements, but it was no use. She was a force unto herself now—a wild creature controlling the tempo that led us both to climactic euphoria.