Milk Pump

The Milk Pump

Naughty Nurse Nancy’s Boob Bounty

Nurse Nancy was the erotically endowed lust machine on the native grownup video store, “All Things Lecherous.” With her hefty hooters and voracious urge for food for carnal combiners, she delicately disbursed intimate tutorial supplies to the attractive and hungry.

One sluggish afternoon, as Nancy was idly toying together with her turgid teats, a busty magnificence from the ATL’s cosplay membership stumbled in. Sporting a skintight nurse’s uniform that hardly contained her bulbous bosoms, the buxom magnificence browsed the cabinets for stimuli that aroused her raging hormones.

“Oops, they’re so slippery!” she exclaimed as Nancy’s ripely ripe jugs jiggled out of her shirt and bounced earlier than her eyes. “Junie at the BBW Boutique made me swear to videotape bandits buggering boobies, but finding the right stuff is like trying to milk a one-teat cow,eh what?”

“Hmm, perhaps you should try ‘The Milk Pump’ in our fetish section,” Nurse Nancy purred, pointing a slender finger adorned with a tarnished thimble. “It’s not for everyone, but your star-spangled sweater puppies might just writhe with rapture!” She giggled, her tongue tracing the plush lips that melted males’s minds.

Junie’s jналеys jiggled as she rapidly looked for the DVD, her frumpy fingers fumbling to slide it into the backroom’s Blu-ray participant. The display screen flickered to life, and there earlier than her eyes was probably the most Aryan-hued set of titties she’d ever seen! Each quivering mammilla was a thumb-sized nipple topped with fats, shiny teats that dribbled with creamy milk. The pert domes bounced and swayed, temptingly reaching for her as they grew and drooled extra of the white, sticky nectar.

As Junie watched, transfixed by the alluring show, a beefy hand reached into the body and effortlessly lifted one shapely tit. The prodigious breast hung within the air, quivering and crying tiny tears of cream. Junie gasped as a large mouth approached and latched onto the tip, suckling greedily. The thick tit wobbled and undulated with every grasping slurp of the unseen suckling, and a rivulet of milk cascaded down the deep, mile-wide cleavage.

Junie’s rudimentary nymphs pulsed with want as she watched the lactation, her physique aching with an unfamiliar lust. She discovered herself pawing at her personal lush loaves, wishing she might style the candy sustenance dripping from these dreamy dialboobies on the display screen. In her desperation, she ripped open her high, permitting her acres of aureole to spill free and jiggle enticingly. Junie cried out in ecstasy as her delicate nipples had been instantly enveloped by a heat, moist cavern. The suckling sensation despatched bolts of enjoyment capturing by her voluptuous, Rubenesque kind!

Junie regarded down to seek out Nurse Nancy kneeling earlier than her, expertly nursing on her thick nipples. The buxom magnificence almost swooned on the really feel of the skilled tongue swirling round her over-sized areola, sending shockwaves of ecstasy speeding on to her quivering quim. Her slender waist regarded even thinner as her ass-end wobbled uncontrollably, the pendulous breasts jutting out instantly into Nancy’s grasping mouth.

Junie wrapped her lengthy, manicured fingers round Nancy’s fleshy jugs and squeezed, watching the deformed tits dribble milk in response. The crème collected into sizable puddles throughout the librarian’s desk, dripping onto the erotic literature piled beneath. Junie’s eyes widened with glee as she dipped a finger into the gooey goodness and introduced it to her fairly pink lips, licking and sucking the cream with undisguised ardour.

“Mmm, needs salt,” Nurse Nancy mumbled round a mouthful of nipple, sending shivers by Junie’s curvy body. As the raven-haired vixen continued to nurse on her swollen melons, Junie felt an unfamiliar stress constructing between her legs. Her grasping woman components throbbed and pulsed, begging for launch, because the sucklingFinally, the bountiful bounty from Junie’s bonzi breasts burst, dousing the more and more distressed Nurse Nancy. Milk geysered from her overly ample property, soaking the attractive woman, and splashing in opposition to the partitions like sizzling jizz. Junie’s face pulled again from her hefty heifers, solely to drop again into Nancy’s mouth. She eagerly swallowed the nice and cozy sweetness gushing from the buxom magnificence, licking each final drop like a bitch in warmth.

Junie collapsed again onto the lumpy sofa, her gusty heaving bosoms deflating like orange balloons, leaving Nancy to lap up the lactose lagoons that had gathered in her deep, darkish cleavage. Junie’s lithe physique was limp and speckled with a sheen of spunk, her curvy consummate cunny quivering with the aftershocks of her alphanumeric orgasm.

As Nancy stood and straightened her costume, the buxom magnificence caught her reflection within the mirrored wall. Junie gawked on the milky mess streaking throughout her cleavage and leaking from the corners of her gaping gob. She ran a finger by the sticky liquid, bringing it to her lips to savor the salty sweetness. But when she reached down to the touch her weeping womanhood, she discovered that her standard-sized sweater puppies had shrunk to a extra manageable measurement, missing their earlier dairy-delivering dominance!

Junie sprung to her ft, cupping her now quiet girlies as a panicked look crossed her face. “What have you done to me, you monster?!” she screeched, almost popping an eyeball as she shook her fists on the now innocent-looking predator.

Nurse Nancy, flustered and flushed from the fare, slammed her hefty heifers collectively as she defined her actions. “My sweet, eager little guppy, you don’t understand. Your boobs weren’t made to make milk, they were made to drive men wild with desire! By relieving your lactation, I’ve restored you to your previous, allure-baiting self. Trust me, girl, once the fellas get a load of these lawn pajamas, they’ll flock to you!”

Junie’s preliminary shock gave technique to comprehension as she eyed her newly manageable mammaries. She smiled wickedly as she shoved them collectively and winked at their reflection. Thanks to Nurse Nancy, she now had the right pair of pear-shaped titmounds and the data to make them dance to her tune! And so, the buxom magnificence sashayed out of “All Things Lecherous,” ripe and able to reap the rewards of her bountiful boobies.