CHAPTER 2: PUMPING HER FULL OF CUM
CHAD’S POV
I pinch her left n****e, hard, twist it. Milk jets out in a high-pressure stream, hits my abs, runs down my balls in warm rivulets.
She screams around my c**k, throat convulsing, p***y gushing onto the carpet in a clear arc. I slap her tit—SMACK—milk explodes out, splattering the ceiling.
I pull out. Her lips are swollen, chin shiny with spit, precum, and milk.
“Yes,” she gasps, voice wrecked, hoarse from my c**k. “Mommy’s your milk machine, baby. f**k my face. Use it. Break it.”
I do. Grab her hair with both hands, angle her head just right, ram in. Her throat bulges obscenely, the outline of my c**k visible under her skin like a snake swallowing prey.
Glurk-glurk-glurk. Milk sprays with every thrust, her t**s bouncing like water ball
