“You mean 12 years ago when you forced that hoodie over my head?”
“That’s exactly what I mean.” He traces the lines of my scar up from my lower back to my neck. A shiver rips through me as he pushes his finger into my mouth. “Did you know that the whole time you were yelling at me that night, I was fantasizing about what I wanted to do to you?”
He takes his fingers from my mouth and slides that hand into the high slit of my dress. Pushing my panties to the side, he slides his fingers inside me.
I exhale sharply. “Is this what you fantasized?”
He shakes his head. “No. This is what I fantasized.”
He drops to his knees, holding my dress open, and eats my pussy like he’s starving. Automatically, I wrap my leg around his shoulder, riding his face, riding his fingers. My breasts areswollen with milk and aching, and the closer I get to coming, the more I feel my milk leaking.
“Tommy,” I breathe. “I’m leaking. My milk is leaking.”
He groans into my pussy, and finger fucks me faster, pushing another finger and then another until he’s just short of fisting me. Biting down on my clit, he groans again, moving his fingers against my G spot with each thrust, until I’m coming. Wetness slips down his hand, down my thighs, and breast milk soaks my dress.
Tommy stands and yanks the top of my dress down so that my full breasts, wet with milk, are exposed.
“Fuuuuccckkk,” he mutters, diving onto my breast, latching his mouth over my nipple and sucking, relieving the ache, using his tongue to massage and tease me.
I moan, fumbling at his belt. I can’t get his cock out fast enough. “Tommy, I need you inside me.”
Keeping his mouth on my breast, he pulls his cock out, hooks my panties with one finger, and pushes inside me achingly slow.
“Did you fantasize about this, too?” I breathe as he switches to the other breast, sucking and tonguing my nipple, drinking my milk and lapping up what dripped onto my breast.
Breathless, he pulls almost all the way out of me then pushes back in so slowly that my eyes practically roll back in my head.
“Not that night but every fucking night since you started making milk, I wanted it.”
We’ve become masters at efficient fucking since the twins were born, but tonight, he’s torturing me with his slow, heated touch, a fiery heat in his eyes.
“You don’t think it’s disgusting?” My voice is almost shy.
“Baby, you know how I feel about your body. Not a single thing about you is disgusting.”
He lifts my breast and sucks long and hard, his eyes on mine.
I can’t stop watching him as he fucks me, my breast in his mouth. “I think you could make me come just by doing that.”
He stops moving inside me, his eyes sparkling. “Let’s find out.”
Flicking his tongue over my nipple, he drags his fingertips over my other breast, then sucks me into his mouth. When I’m moaning, my legs shaking, he switches sides, lapping up the milk and pinching my other nipple.
Rolling both nipples in his fingers, he whispers, “Your tits are so fucking gorgeous, Gi. I’d suck you dry every day if you let me. Fuck you slow with this hard cock inside you and suck your tits until you scream.”
When he feels me start to tense, grinding on his cock, he sucks my nipple back into his mouth and moans, his tongue working me hard. I slide my fingers between my thighs as he laps up my milk, and rub my wet clit until I’m coming again, my pussy drenching his cock.
Before the last tremors have worked their way through my body, he shoves me to my knees. Roughly, he grabs my hands, forcing them to hold my breasts and press them together. Taking his cock in his hands, he shoves it between my breasts, fucking my tits hard and fast.
“Take it in your mouth.” He forces my chin to my chest, his thumb holding my mouth open, and he thrusts between my tits, the end of his cock slamming into my mouth. Holding my head down with both hands, he fucks my tits and my mouth together, grunting each time he snaps his hips.
My knees are grinding into the concrete roof, my neck aches from being held down, but I swirl my tongue over the crown of his cock every time he shoves it into my mouth.
When he comes, he holds my head down, jerking his throbbing cock into my throat, filling my mouth with his cumuntil I’m gagging. “Swallow it. All of it. Drink every drop of that cum.”
I try, but he comes so much that it overflows down my chin and onto my tits, already wet with milk and his saliva.
I’m gasping for breath when he finally lets me up. When I look up at him, I can barely speak.
