Novel & Cerita Smosh Milk Fanfiction

“Suck on my nipples, babes.” Her mouth latched onto my nipple while her hand squeezed, pinched, and tugged at the other, drawing out more milk. Hailey sucked on my nipple as if she were trying to drain me of milk and that drove me crazy. My moans were unstoppable. She handled my breasts with such recklessness that it made my vision black with intense pleasure and soon I was rocking my pussy on air, desperate for relief. She pulled her mouth off my nipple and spat the milk she'd held in her mouth on my breasts, the white warm liquid droplets were everywhere. The sight was obscene dirty and oh, so fucking hot.

Milk sprayed in fine mists now, landing on faces and habits all around, making everything sticky. I fingered Mother Superior faster, matching the rhythm of Agnes's tongue. She came before I did, her body shaking hard against mine, her pussy squeezing my fingers as juices poured out over my hand. She let out a cry that mixed prayer words with deep moans, her mouth still full of my milk.

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.

His musk-scented hand closed on her mouth to suppress her scream as at the same time he captured her recently freed nipple in his mouth. Aura squirmed feeling him run his sharp teeth around her hardened bud. He chewed her nipples. Taking it deep in his mouth Damien sucked out her milk and closed his eyes. Suddenly his hand on his mouth softened as he drank from her nipple like a child. Aura's fingers dived in the thick forest of his hair and she pulled him closer. A smile crept on her lips. This felt nasty having him drink her milk. But at the same time she put the veil of her eyes as if blocking all the thought making it look inappropriate and focused on the suckling of his mouth.

On one such day in April, after school-over, Lorita and I braved the crowd jam-packed before the arch of Queen's gate to buy ice-cream from the ice-cream man. When i said "ice-cream", i can imagine you may have envisioned biscuit cones full to overflowing with creamy milk frost and chocolate twirled to a fine point at its peak. No. Not even close. I'm talking about fan-milk here: Sugar-ed, coloured water, that's refrigerated and satchet-ed. It's blander than saltless rice. But that does not apply to Lorita. She loves fan-milk like a bad child likes smashing things. She twirled beneath the Sun's blazing gaze in her yellow vest and maroon pinafore, to music she alone could hear, until sweat go

Then, without warning, he stuck out his tongue and licked the liquid clean from my skin. "Can't let any go to waste," he murmured. My whole body went numb and tingly. Under his teasing, I felt like I was melting. Then, he latched on. He sucked hard, drawing my milk straight from me. Every cell in my body was awakened. Waves of electricity shot through my lower belly, lighting up every nerve. Matthew sucked greedily, and as he did, he seemed to grow even more aroused. I could feel the hard heat pressed against me below, and it was driving me crazy. If something did not happen soon, I thought I would burn alive from the fire inside me.

I just said and arranged the food pretending while I simply glanced at her as she picked up the cellphone. "It's Smael. Why is he calling me now?" She spoke and looked at me. "A-a... This is your food I just brought so that Mother Emma can rest." "Is that so, okay thanks." smile its answer. "Drink the milk first while it's still hot, it's good for our stomachs." I smiled and waited for her to drink the milk. I secretly smile. "I don't seem to like the smell of milk, maybe I'm just coffee."

Mya's Pov After I accepted Max as my mate, I met his charming wolf. I gave him a nickname, Milkshake. He hates it, they both do. He is dark grey and is so majestic. I even got to ride on his back. Being with Max is so freeing. It's the first time I've intimately been with a guy without being drunk or needing medication, because without them, I'd feel Tom's hands on me, touching me, and his breath against my neck when he almost raped me.

Anastasia looked at the glass of milk then she looked at her daughter and said, "If you don't drink milk, you will never be strong. Milk is very important for your body, sweetheart. So drink milk." Hearing her Mother's words, Alina looked at her and said in a sweet voice, "But, Mommy, I don't like to drink milk." Hearing Alina's words, before Anastasia could say anything, Ethan and Evan picked up the glass of milk from in front of them and Evan and looked at her sister and said, "Princess, look, we will also drink milk now. Let's have a competition. Who can finish the milk first? Today, Mom will give more chocolate to the one who can finish the milk first."

I quickly returned to bed and arranged myself. When he came in, I immediately gave him a sweet smile. “Here’s your milk, baby. You really can’t get enough of my milk, can you?” He rasped, and I felt my face flush at his words. My smile faded, replaced by a frown. I grabbed the glass of milk and took a sip. It wasn’t too hot. But when he climbed onto the bed and spread my legs, I almost choked on the milk. “What the hell are you doing?” I hissed at him. He snorted, slowly lowering himself to my crotch.