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LEX
Are you a Daddy?
How the hell did I get here?
I was just reading an article about milk bunnies from the Lactin Brotherhood website when this popped up.
My dick is hard, and my mind is still reeling from the idea of milk bunnies, something I didn’t know existed.
A warm mouth to express my milk instead of a cold pump.
I palm my dick and imagine a thick blonde sitting on my lap with her lips wrapped around my nipple.
Maybe the brotherhood hosts some kind of mixer?
I scoff a laugh. Like I could ever be seen at one of those events. No one would take me seriously ever again.
Not that I couldn’t just beat them into submission.
“Boss?” Mal, my younger brother and second, knocks on my door before he pokes his head in.
I close the laptop and nod. He crosses the room and takes the seat across from me.
“What happened?” I ask.
“Hellhounds.”
I shake my head.
“Any luck finding their hideout yet?”
“Not yet, boss.”
“How bad’s Phil?”
“Looks like he’ll need some stitches, but thankfully it’s not deep.” That’s good. Finding and training replacements is a pain in the ass. “We need to find a new doc.”
I nod my agreement. “Anyone at one of the dens?”
“Not enough to force them to be on call like we need.”
“Damn.”
I’ll figure something out. Our last one had a gambling problem, and he just fell into my lap when he got into some trouble at one of our dens.
He turned out to be loyal and helpful for years.
Too bad he’s too old to keep up anymore.
I should have let him retire years ago, but we needed him.
When he almost cut his own finger off because he was shaking so bad, I decided it was time to give him his severance, which would normally mean a bullet in the head, but I liked him, so I bought him a condo down south.
Seems he likes to spend his days sunning his wrinkly balls and watching all the hot young things in his retirement community. I smile at the visual.
He always was good with the ladies.
