Her stomach was full. During their sex in the bathroom, the blonde had lactated countless gallons inside her!
Her esophagus was fully marked by the flavor and the thick fat of that amazing liquid.
The blonde’s milk was more viscous than the spunk of basically all the men she’d ever fucked. «Except the supersoldier,» naturally!
Even though she felt so full… and even though her womb was swimming in milk…
…she had an inordinate desire… smelling that scent… feeling that weight… seeing that extraordinarily white color of the milk… spotting even the steams flowing out of the vase, which burned with the incredible heat of the broth inside…!
She felt an almost irresistible urge to turn that whole vase in her lips and… drink it all!
But no. First things first!
Baak! She put the vase on the table.
‘You lactate harder than a cow, bitch!’
‘Ooow… ooow…!!’
Her breasts pulsed visibly! The blonde was suffering a full-blown milky misery!
Blooorrssh, bloooorssh, sbloooorrssh… her breasts ejaculated… time and time and time again!… soaking her whole body.
‘Aaaahee… aaaahhee-uuuhee!!’
The brunette grabbed another vase from the table.
‘God fucking damn it!’ It was already three-thirds full. ‘Fuck!’ Its weight was tremendous, no less than twenty pounds! ‘Mare! What kind of radioactive milk is this, huh??‘
‘Ha, ha… ooooww!!’ The blonde began to laugh, but the pain… ‘Oooww!!’ Was too great!
Bloooorrssh, sblooorrsh, bloooorrsshh!! Her breasts seemed to rebel against her own body! She lactated and lactated nonstop, now squirting full ounces of milk!… at every slightest movement she did with her body… and sometimes not even that much!
‘OOOWW!!!’
The veins grew and engorged all across the surface of her bulging bosom. She burst… SBLOOOOORRSSSHHH!!! … immeasurably hard!
‘AAAHEEEEMMM!!!’
‘Oh, wow!‘ The brunette gave one step back, avoiding the splash of those white tsunamis.
Blooooorrsssghhh!!! Bloooooorrssghhh!!! True waves, like a burst dam, washed over the table and dripped from all its corners.
The blonde must have lactated a whole pint just with those two powerful jets!
‘My god!’ The brunette put the vase back on the table, walking quickly to the pantry to find other containers. ‘Hang on, baby!’
‘Aaaahee…. aaaaaheeemm!!’
On her back, the brunette could hear the constant ejaculations of her hyper fertile friend: spliiiiiirrssshh… splooooorrrghhhh…..!!!
The blonde had been touched by the goddess of fertility —which was as much a blessing as a curse!
‘Hell… hell…. aaheem!!‘ Blooooorrrsshh!! God knows how many pints her tits were squirting right then! ‘Help me!!’
‘Here I am, love!’
‘Ooohh!!’
The brunette came back with two big, empty vases.
‘Come on, baby, hold them.’
‘Oooohh!!’
The brunette placed one vase over each shapely thigh of her partner.
‘Come on, sweetie. Hold them tight!’
‘What are you going to… what are you doin-‘
‘Questions later, sweetheart. Just obey!’
And gave her cheek a firm, confident smile: *smmaaack!*
‘Oooohh….’
The blonde held each vase with one hand, laying both on her thighs, and the breasts soon filled them with constant threads of milk.
‘Ooow… oooh, ooow….!!’ Despite the pain, she smiled hornily. ‘How big are these?’
‘A hundred ounces each.’
‘Oooohh…!’
The brunette walked to her back and leaned over.
‘Oooohh!’ The blonde could feel her partner’s amazing boobs pressing against her shoulders! ‘Oh, my god, what… what are you…?’
The brunette didn’t wait a second: she put her hands on those tits, sending…!
‘OOOOORRHHH!!!’
… lightining bolts and thunders all over the blonde’s body!
The brunette could hear the milk turning inside those tits and… BLUUUUUUURRSSSHHHH!!! Blowing up!
‘OOOOOAARRHHH!!!’
BLUUUURRRSSHH!! BLUUUUUURRSSSHH!!! From those nipples burst more milk than the brunette had ever seen come out of any living creature —even the biggest, most potent, most fertile cows. The containers were being filled up: three ounces, six ounces, nine ounces on the right.
Gigi Potemkin 