You're not allowed to moan, beg or be milked in the library. But I did it anyway...
I had noticed the mysterious Matteo for some time and I was amazed when I found out what kind of books he was borrowing from my library. Books about breast milk. And that as a bloke?
I would get my questions answered soon enough. Especially on the day Matteo caught me pumping fresh breast milk for my baby. We were alone and there was enough milk in my udders for everyone. What I didn't realise was how animalistic it would make Matteo to drink me dry. And at the end of the day, my nipples weren't the only thing squirting liquid.