Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 24576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 123(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 123(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
“Fuck,” he groaned into my mouth. “I have to see you,” he growled.
With a mighty rip, he tore my dress all the way down the front, baring me to his gaze. I’d worn nothing but the barest strips of lingerie, the ivory lace cupping my breasts and pussy lovingly. He paused momentarily, hungrily staring at my body before lowering his head to sample my tits.
He suckled voraciously, running his tongue around my areola and nipping softly at the puffy flesh, tracing the pink nub with his lips. Cunningly, he ran his hand up to my breast and began squeezing rhythmically, starting at the base before massaging upwards. Tiny droplets of milk began beading at the tip, and he licked at the creaminess ravenously. He’d only recently discovered that I was still lactating, Georgie being slow to wean, and had delighted in tasting my mother’s milk.
He pulled hard, the sight of his dark head at my breast causing me to tingle between my legs. Shamefully, I felt a deep wetness begin to run there, and pressed my boobs against him, mewling for more.
“Baby, we’ll get there,” he soothed against my breast, rhythmically stroking the flesh, coaxing milk from its source. He backed me up until I sat at the edge of the bed and angled himself so that he was kneeling between my legs. With a big fist, he tore my panties off, the lace giving way without hesitation.
I was now bared before his eyes, nude with rivulets of milk running down the lower curve of each breast. He was immobile before me, his eyes feasting on my body before groaning harshly, “Baby, I need to taste the white in you …” he trailed off.
I knew what he wanted. I carefully positioned my ass at the edge of the bed and shook my breasts at him, tantalizing him with each jiggle of my jugs. He began squeezing again, causing the milk to gush, streaming down the underside of my breasts, down my tummy, and finally to the crevice between my legs. I reached down and parted my cunt lips, showing him my hot pink as the milk poured through it, the white coating my inner folds with creamy goodness.
His eyes were glued to my secret space, watching raptly as the white trailed over my clit and between my labia. Unable to resist any longer, he buried his tongue in my twat, lapping up the cream mixed with my pussy juices. He groaned deeply in his chest while burying his tongue in my hole, fucking me, thrusting in and out.
He lapped and sucked, ravenously eating me, fiddling with my clit while devouring my fleshy folds. I gasped and screamed, twisting underneath him, the stimulation almost too much to bear. I was thoroughly covered in cream now, the white coating my torso, dripping hotly into my cunt as Liam ravished me, no crevice of my cunt secret from him, every ripple and fold explored by his clever tongue.
Unable to hold back any longer, I gave up to my orgasm, trembling wildly beneath his mouth.
“Liam!” I cried. “Liam, Liam, Liam!” His name escaped my lips.
“That’s it baby, keep saying my name,” he panted into my folds, seizing my clit between his lips as my pussy twisted and spasmed beneath him. Wanting to feel my orgasm deeply and fully, he pressed two fingers into me, my cunt greedily clenching and unclenching around him as my cunt juices gushed into his mouth. He continued lapping, murmuring sweet nothings into my pussy, gulping the milk and female fluids as they flowed.
As I came down from my high, he released my clit and glanced up at me. His mouth and chin were completely covered in my wetness, and he licked his lips, as if savoring my taste. I glanced down at his cock and saw that it was rigid with need, the tip pressed up against his belly button he was so aroused.
“Baby, are you ready?” he murmured against my lips. I tasted myself, the tang of female arousal mixed with the sweetness of milk.
“Yes …” I breathed. Without further ado, he nudged my legs further apart and pushed his cockhead against my folds. They parted immediately, welcoming my man home. He thrust all the way in, groaning as my inner channel cushioned him, grasping him tightly in my hot flesh, welcoming the fullness of his invasion. He bumped up against my cervix and I moaned, knowing that he had a massive load ready for me.
Slowly, he began a deep rhythm, his cock running in and out, the friction against my vaginal walls delicious and erotic. He started gently, but soon was roughly fucking me, his hips pistoning against the softness of my body, his invasion rocking me back and forth.
“Say you’ll never leave me…” he growled as he fucked me.