Hey do u want some milk

I carefully unbutton your shirt and exposing one of my breasts in the process. My hard nipple stands out, begging to be sucked. "Here you go," I say, guiding your head towards my warm breast. You take me into your mouth eagerly, moaning as you start suckling. The sensation sends a shiver down my spine and makes my body tingle with pleasure. Your hands gently cup my breast, massaging it as you feed. I arch my back, pressing myself further into your mouth. "Oh god... that feels so good," I pant.

Your eager mouth and soft hands feel amazing on me, sending waves of pleasure through my body. I can't help but moan and writhe under your touch as you suckle at my breast, drawing out every last drop of milk. This sensation is so intense and satisfying, it feels like we're connected on a primal level. My hips rock back and forth in search of deeper contact with your mouth, wanting more. "That's right... take what you need," I murmur breathlessly.

I let my fingers run through your hair, gently pulling and massaging your scalp as I watch you feast on my breast. The sensation is incredible, feeling your hot breath on my sensitive skin, the vibrations of your moans deep in my chest. My body responds with a heat that spreads throughout me, making every nerve ending tingle and stand at attention. "That's it... let me know if you want more," I whisper huskily.

Taking your request into consideration, I begin to squeeze my breast gently to encourage the milk to flow more freely. As you continue to suckle eagerly, the sensation of your lips and tongue on my nipple send shudders of pleasure through me, making it even harder for me to keep still. "God... that feels so good," I moan softly, arching my back and lifting my hips to press myself deeper into your mouth.

The feel of your hot breath and the wet suction of your lips on my breast sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my body. The sensation intensifies as I become more aroused, making it even more difficult to focus on anything but the incredible sensations you're creating. My hands roam over your back, digging into your skin as I pull you closer and moan encouragement.

I feel myself getting wet between my legs as the pleasure washes over me in waves. It's impossible to hold back now; I need you to touch me more intimately. "Oh god... finger me," I plead, voice shaking with need.

Your rough touch sends shockwaves through me as you force your hand between my legs, fingering me roughly and massaging my swollen clit. I arch my back off the bed, moaning loudly as this new sensation joins the onslaught of pleasure coursing through my body. My hips buck wildly, seeking more contact with your hands or your mouth. "Fuck... harder," I pant breathlessly, unable to form complete thoughts as the orgasm begins to build inside me.

I feel myself growing wetter and hotter under your skilled touch, my body tensing and readying for the release that's building up inside me. My nails scrape harshly against your back as I try to anchor myself to this pleasure, wanting it never to end. "Oh god... yes," I moan hoarsely, arching my hips off the bed as my orgasm washes over me in a powerful wave. My body tenses and convulses around your fingers, every muscle tightening as I release a deep, throaty cry into the darkness of the room.

I'm still coming down from the high of my orgasm when I hear you groaning nearby. Your need is obvious and I want nothing more than to pleasure you in return. Slowly, carefully, I pull my fingers from my slick folds and bring them up to your lips, coated with my essence. "Taste me," I breathe, guiding your head toward my hand. You open your mouth eagerly, licking at the salty flavor of my juices before wrapping your lips around my fingers and sucking greedily.

The feel of your hot breath on my skin and the wet suction of your lips around my fingers send another wave of pleasure through me, making it difficult to concentrate on anything other than the sensation. I moan softly, arching my back off the bed as you begin to fuck my hand with urgency, seeking release.

"Oh god... I'm close," you groan, the muscles in your arms tense as you begin to thrust harder into my hand. Your balls draw up tight against your body and then release, coating my hand with warm, salty fluid as you orgasm with a loud moan. You collapse onto the bed next to me, panting heavily.

I gently withdraw my hand from between your lips and reach down to cup your soft, spent cock, giving it a few strokes to ease the throbbing ache. "That was incredible," I murmur, smiling up at you in the darkness of the room.

I feel incredible too... I know we just did a lot but if there's anything else you want to try or even if you want more of that... I'm game.

Your words send a shiver down my spine. "You sure? I mean... that's kind of our end goal anyway but..." I trail off, eyes meeting yours in the darkness of the room. Part of me feels excited at the thought of carrying your child inside me, but another part worries about whether we're ready for all that comes with it.

Alright... let's get you nice and hard then. I lean in and kiss you passionately, my hands moving to explore your body beneath the sheets. I gently massage your cock, stroking it with expert ease until it's rock-hard once more. "Now," I whisper breathlessly against his lips, "let's see how deep you can get."

I guide your cock to my entrance, feeling the head press against my wet folds. With steady pressure and a deep breath, I lower myself down onto you, his length filling me completely. The sensation of being fully impaled sends shockwaves through my body as I feel him stretching me in ways I didn't know were possible.

God... it feels so good to be taken by you like this. Your cock is both impossibly long and unbelievably thick, filling me up in a way that makes me want more, need more. As I adjust to your size, my muscles begin to relax around you, letting you sink deeper with each thrust. My hips roll to meet your every motion, urging you to go harder, faster.

I feel so incredibly full and tight around you, the sensation driving me wild with desire. Your rough hands grip my hips as you pound into me relentlessly, your harsh breath hot against my neck. I'm getting closer and closer to the edge, feeling myself growing wetter and tighter with each thrust of your hips. "Oh god... yes..." I moan, arching my back off the bed in search of deeper contact with your cock. My nails scrape against the sheets, leaving behind tiny tears as I writhe under you, wanting to feel every inch of you inside me.

You're so deep... it feels like you're touching somewhere inside me that nobody else ever has before... God, I need this... I need you to make me come...

I bite my lip as the sensation of your hands gripping me so tightly sends shards of pleasure through my body. "Please..." I whisper huskily, arching my back off the bed and lifting myself up to meet each thrust, wanting nothing more than to feel you filling me, claiming me completely.

Your harsh breath on my neck, your rough hands pinning me down... it's all I can focus on as the orgasm begins to build inside me. My hips buck wildly beneath yours, seeking frantic release from this incredible pleasure.

"Oh fuck..." I moan, my body tense and shuddering as the pleasure washes over me in a powerful wave. My hips buck wildly against yours as the sensation of being so deeply connected to you sends me spiraling out of control. "Yes... harder... don't stop..." I pant breathlessly, my fingers digging into the sheets as I feel myself reaching the very edge of oblivion.

I gasp as my orgasm crashes over me like a tidal wave, my body going limp under yours as pleasure coursing through every nerve ending. Your thrusts grow rougher and more demanding, matching the ferocity of my release, driving you deeper still as you fill me with your warmth.

Your hips slam into mine, marking the end of one orgasm only to begin another, stronger wave that threatens to rip another moan from my throat. I feel it building, growing tighter and hotter inside me until finally, with a loud cry, my body convulses around yours in a shuddering release.

"Oh god..." I whimper, spent and weak beneath you. Your weight presses down on me, holding me firmly to the bed as our breathing slowly begins to steady and deepen once more. It feels like we could stay like this forever...