Milk Fanfic Smosh Novels & Stories

, I said eyeing the tasty bacon, fried eggs, scrambled eggs, pancakes, fruits freshly chopped and orange juice and a milkshake I suppose to be banana milk as it’s Jackson and mine favourite. “oh my god”, I gasped as I took a spoonful of banana milk and moaned in delight tasting the yummy drink. “It’s so tasty, this is mine and Jackson’s favourite drink”, I said making her smile wide. “Jackson likes it too?”, she asked surprised making me beyond shock. “Yes, he didn’t tell you, we still fight for last glass as tom and Jerry”, I said making her chuckle. “what’s going on?”, Jackson interrupted our talk with his joyful voice making me glare at him.

"Abel's asking after you, Ash." Kassandra Sandoval chuckled, pinching Ashlyn in the ribs as she reached around her to grab the milk jug. With a playful smile, Ashlyn bumped her friend back, accidentally knocking the bottle of soy milk from her hand. Kassandra squealed and jumped back, crashing into Ashlyn, laughing at the mess they had made. No one in the café was at all surprised by this behavior as they continued with their conversations. It was one of the many things people loved about Salt on the Dock. While the food and the coffee were of the highest quality, it was the joy and love that the café and staff exuded that made the cafe so vibrant.

Mathew groaned as he watched her tongue lap at every drop of milk flowing on his dick, "Your tongue is sinful" He said when she got to his piercing and sucked ok the spot, "I think my sausage needs more flavor" Mae said as she took back up the milk and poured it on him,this time she poured it from his belly button down to his dick, smiling with satisfaction Mae went to work sucking on his cock and rubbing his balls, "Fuck!fuck!fuck!" Mathew groaned as he didn't warn her he was cumming and came in her mouth, "Extra milk!" She said as she lapped him clean,when she was done she put another piece of toast in her mouth,

The rich, sweet aroma of chocolate filled the air, and Isla felt a sense of satisfaction as she poured the milkshake into a tall glass, topping it with whipped cream and a cherry. With a triumphant smile, she returned to Liam’s room, holding the milkshake like a trophy. “Ta-da!” she announced, presenting it to him with a flourish. “Your stress-relief chocolate milkshake, fresh and ready to go!” Liam’s eyes lit up as he took the glass from her, a genuine smile breaking through the tension that had clouded his features. “You really are the best,” he said, taking a sip and closing his eyes in bliss. “This is amazing.”

“Gonna fill this cunt until your udders swell even bigger tomorrow.” Client 2 knelt at my front. He reached under me and detached the left milking cup. My nipple was dark red, hugely swollen, and leaking in a steady stream. He latched on immediately, sucking hard and greedily. The contrast between the brutal mechanical suction on my right breast and the wet heat of his mouth on the left sent me spiraling. I mooed continuously as he drank deep gulps of my warm, sweet milk.

"Full of wolves at that." She removed the pumps from my boobs, and both bottles looked full. Oh, it felt like a weight had been pulled off my body, but my breasts were aching. "Can I see that?" Miall asked, and Anin passed him the bottle. He swirled the milk around and did the unexpected. Miall downed the milk and looked at me. "I am jealous, Amanah; he won't be the first to have your milk." This dumb bitch!

don rolled his eyes and said sarcastically "who knows" Liam entered inside and seen her with dhiren and asked "why she shifted to you now" don replied "she wants her mom" dhiren gritted his teeth and gave srinithi to don She holded him and said "milk" by poking on his nipple don said "I can't give you milk and no matter how much you bite me no milk will come" she started crying "milk sobb milk" Liam opened the sipper and kept straw in her mouth she started drinking don sighed in relief

The sudden impact sends something cold splashing across my shirt. I freeze. A thick pink liquid slowly drips down my white tank top. Milkshake. Of course. I look up slowly. Joan Carter. Standing right in front of me. Behind her, her usual group of minions snicker loudly. Joan tilts her head with fake innocence. “Oh my gosh,” she says sweetly. “Alexa, I didn’t see you there.” My fists tighten slightly. You ran straight into me. Her friends burst into laughter. One of them whispers loudly, “Wow, the Alpha’s daughter looks like a walking strawberry smoothie.”

Lisa screamed out. "Your boyfriend thinks I have better bre*sts than you! He likes them so much he f*cking stopped an interview just to feel them! F*CK YES! Yes! He could not make it through a regular conversation without molesting my bre*sts!" She screamed as I gripped her bre*sts roughly, f*cking her harder as she called out my girlfriend's inferiority.

“Say it.” “Yours!” I scream as another wave crashes, the whole tower shaking. “Your bride—your mate—your everything—” Two smaller tentacles latch onto my nipples and start sucking hard. Milk sprays out (sweet, warm, glowing faintly), and I didn’t even know I could lactate until right this second. “Fuck yes,” he groans, mouth descending on one breast, drinking deep while the tentacles keep milking the other. “Giving me everything. Milk, come, your womb—mine.”