I shouldn’t want her to taste my sweet cream, but it’s all I can think about.
My husband, John, knows he isn’t giving me what I want, urging me to fulfill my needs however I please. Ever since our nanny Lily came to stay with us, she’s the star of every naughty creamy fantasy of mine.
Lily is gorgeous, bold, and clearly attracted to me. Not hiding her curiosity, she openly watches me pump with a lusty haze in her eyes. When the two of us end up alone, sans pump, my chest throbs for relief only her mouth can provide.
I’m full, desperate, and hoping Lily will be the one to drink up every last drop.