Smosh Milk Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

As their lips parted the tiniest silver, she spoke. “You taste like milk, Rohan.” He felt his blush burning through his cheeks for the first time since he touched her. The way Sashal talks with slight slurring is like giving a blow to his lower abdomen. “Well, yeah, you gave it to me. Don't you like it?” Rohan asked. “No. I like it.” Sashal replied with delight. She is a pregnant woman who is in a room full of wine. Her only options were drinking water or milk, which she asked the palace maid while cooling her head in the bathroom. She immensely enjoyed it. It was more comforting in her throat after her body was drenched in rain.

he started walking to the exit when she halted, “can we get something before we leave? I've been dying to take it since the last time." ###### They sat in Brandon's jeep with the window's down as he handed her a cup of Milkshake “it’s not an ice cream, but it was the closest I could get around” . Morana looked at the cool drink questionably. Slowly she placed the straw in her mouth and took a huge slurp. It tasted like milk, but sweeter. Morana couldn't help but moan as the flavours flooded her senses, "So good!" she said loudly, taking another slurp.

I turned on the tv and put on some music videos to pass time. After a while, both came out of the kitchen. They both were having aprons on, they look so domestic, and again I felt a warm feeling in my heart. I don't know what this feeling is but it felt nice. They took off their aprons, dried their hands, and walked toward me with a glass of milk. Kai extended it to me, I frowned at him like seriously. He smiled and waved it in front of my face and said, "It will help you to get good sleep" I scrunched my nose and said, "No I don't want it. I hate milk". Both chuckled at me, I crossed my hands across my chest and pout away from them. They both sat on either side of me. Ian kissed my cheek an

His wolf was enjoying my pussy too. "Liam!",I cry out as he sucks my clit making me explode. "Fuck baby I enjoy how you scream my name",he moves up my body and socks a hard nipple in his mouth moaning as milk comes out. "I see why our kids enjoy this he switches to the other, and I whimper. He never tasted my breast milk before, and now it is so damn hot. "Please," I beg. I want his huge cock deep in me so I can cum. "You want my cock baby?",he asks a smirk on his lips.

Liam says. "I love you too," Lea said. While looking for everything Lea needs, Liam goes to the milk shelf, Jodie is allergic to cow's milk, so he only drinks soy milk and Liam only sees one box of milk on the shelf, when he wants to take it, someone also takes the milk together with him, making their hands touch. "Oh I'm sorry, I saw it first," The woman said and Liam knew that voice too, when he looked at the woman, they were both shocked.

Naya narrated. Milk sighed. "I won't hate you, it's not your fault, sometimes the Moon goddess used to act so funny, why on earth will she mate an Alpha and a slave together, she is the cause of everything, but I'm glad you both rejected each other because you both don't deserve each other, you belong to different class." Milly replied. TBC

"Macho men are the easiest to tame. They are mostly in control of everything, so when one thing escapes their control, they want to figure it out." She shrugs. "So, a one-night stand was enough for you to make him want to ‘figure you out’?" "Well, it depends on the sex." She smiles and pulls out a vial from her bag. "I like my men buff, with nice mummy milkers." "'Mummy milkers?'" I repeat—that’s not a term you hear every day. "You know, pecs." "Then just say that!" "Nope, you'll understand when you use this on your Alpha; they are mummy milkers. I wanna trademark that, but I’ll probably forget everything by tomorrow."

“Tired as hell, shirt soaked… and all I could think about was getting my mouth on you.” He licked a bead of milk from her nipple, slow and greedy. “Didn’t know it would taste this good. Didn’t know I’d get this addicted.” She choked on a laugh, breathless. “Don’t say shit like that when your fingers are inside me.” Irixiah grinned against her skin, still suckling, still drawing soft moans from her with every warm pull of milk. Her hand curled tighter in his hair, torn between yanking him off and pulling him closer.

“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.”

After dinner, the cup of milk appeared right on schedule. I lifted the cup, took a couple of sips, and kept the liquid in my mouth. Faking a trip to pour some water, I silently spat it out into the kitchen sink. The faint, bitter aftertaste clung stubbornly to the back of my tongue. I poured the remaining half-glass of milk into the sterile vial. At 1:00 am, thinking I was fast asleep, Alice slipped quietly out of bed. My eyes were cracked open just enough to see her grab her phone and walk out into the living room.