Smosh Milk Fanfic Novels & Stories

Scratching his head with an embarrassed smile on his face he replied, “Um… probably a bread which has burnt.” “Not just burnt, Shishir look around, the kitchen is all covered with smoke and a burning smell,” Ojaswi claimed. Looking around Shishir mumbled, “actually you are, right? But I swear not my fault. It was this stubborn milk that came up again and again. I blew a few times it worked but now it had turned completely stubborn like you and was not ready to return.” He pointed towards the milk pan in disappointment. “You blew the boiling milk?” Ojaswi questioned in shock.

I lapped on the milk and kept my eyes on her as she watched me She sighed in relief as I suckled and I took my time, enjoying the sweetness of it before moving on to the next one I now took time between blowing air on the angry nipple and sucking and her face was contorted in the throes of desire that just made her unbelievably hot. She pulled on my hair hard holding me in place to her chest. I let out the nipple with a pop sound and she grinned “So how does it taste?” She asked and I chuckled “Sweet. Like milk but lighter, like a blend of avocado milk and full diary at the same time. I fear that I enjoyed it way too much, and I’ll start competing with them for it.”

His Adam apple bobbed up and down and Mera smiled . She loved this position because it was so much advantageous to her , this feeling she loved it . The feeling of being in control . "Wanna suck ?? . " She moved closer to his mouth tracing her fingers on his delicious looking abs . She carried one of her aching boobs in her hand, she gave it to him as if breast feeding an infant . He latched on to it like his life depended on it "You're a devil . " He said and she suckled on his nipples too . He groaned under her and she smirk .

[Warning: This chapter contains R-18(NFSW) scenes, you can skip it. If you don't like reading R-18 scenes.] Her nipples shook along with her moans as though it was telling him to suck them. Shi Tian grabbed her breasts which were covered with his saliva with the palm of his hand and immersed himself in sucking her nipples. Shi Tian sucked her right nipple, and then her left, before fiercely sucking her right nipple again. There wouldn't be any milk to come out, but Shi Tian couldn't stop his action.

A girl who was supposed to be quiet, low-ranking, unimportant. But she had looked into the eyes of a dying Alpha wolf and whispered, “You’ll be okay.” She had touched his fur with trembling hands. She had cried when she saw him bleeding. “So, Dom…” she said, glancing over at him with a faint smile. “Are you always going to be this mysterious? Or will you ever tell me why you’re always back here, like you’re hiding from the world?” Dominic let out a low chuckle, eyes dropping to the pavement. “Maybe one day.”

He was making me visibly shake, when he noticed I was about to cum, he put his dick in my mouth and I released inside inside panting hard. He swallowed everything at once and then came up and kissed me. I don’t know I kinda liked whenever he did that. I sat still staring at the sky panting for air while Mason grabbed a bottle of water to drink. “Had fun today?”, he asked. I nodded, unable to speak again. “Good, wait until Youll see what I have in plan for us next”. “Whats that?”, I asked. “Swimming “. “Nooooo”.

she groaned, ass bouncing, milk flying. I reached under, cupping one breast, squeezing hard—milk shot forward in thick streams, soaking the pillows. I leaned over her back, mouth latching onto the other nipple, sucking in time with my thrusts. The dual sensation—her pussy gripping my cock, warm milk flooding my mouth—drove me insane. She pushed back, meeting every stroke, moans turning into desperate whimpers.

Maybe Sylar knows how to make him respect me. Me: Hey Sylar, got any ideas on getting Toma's respect? He's really smart and he quit drinking the milk when he smells the DT and he recently bit my chest when I was trying to get onto him for him burning all my clothes besides the pants I already had on today.

She had drunk half of the glass. “Please ... give me this. I can’t bear this.” She wanted to go ahead and snatch a glass of milk from his hand, but he stared at her with angry eyes. She was tormented. Seeing this, he come forward and cleans the edge of her lips where her mustache was made of milk with his finger. He grabbed her waist and takes her lips into his mouth. He was irrigating himself to such an extent that she could no longer breathe, but he had removed the burning sensation from her lips.

Russ chuckled as Nico sat a tall glass of milk in front of me, “go on drink it, our pup needs milk, it will make those doughnuts taste better.” I glared at Nico but drank the milk, the door opened, and both sets of our parents walked in, not empty-handed either. After an hour I put my arms around Nico’s neck and smiled up at him, “is it too late to tell you I want another RV and to run away.”