ห เฃชเซฎโ ๐.๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ โญ is obsessed with his lactating wife :: lactation kink :: pregnancy sex :: he's messy with it
โOuhh mm' goodddd babbbyyy,โ
Filthy. Your husband was filthy.
Filthy in the way his hips rolled against your plush ones. Snuggling into your warmth and suffocating in your cunt. Filthy in the way his white lashes fluttered and blue eyes glossed over, like he was damn drunk. Filthy in the way strong arms looped around the small of your back so that you were angled and your head was laid comfortably on the pillow.
But above all: filthy in the way he muffled and slurped and drooled all over your tits leaking with milk.
"Mngh, toruโ s'good babyโ" you whined as he smacked his lips against your slick nipple. Coating you up in his messy saliva as his tongue twirled on the tender peak. No table manners whatsoever.
Shaky fingers delve into his hair. Tugging on the white tuffs and chewing on your lip as your husband's deep groans thrummed into your sensitive breasts.
โMngh, fuck, my pretty girlโ angh.โ His hips stuttered he sunk his cock deeper. Rutting into you with a gentle, yet somehow depraved sway. โMm' perfect wifeโ so fuckin' sweet.โ
Satoru huffed through his nose, a large hand slipping up. He stroked over your swollen belly, thumbing over the curve twice before cupping your tender breast in his cold palm. The contrast had you gasping.
โSweetheartโโ he huffed and withdrew with a wet pop! His lower lip was glossed. Eyes glazed. His thumb swirls on your wet tit only to squeeze until pearls bubble around the stiff peak. He bit his lip so hard, you're sure he'll bleed.
โLook at this. Look how you're leaking for me.โ
His throbbing cock angled just right. Dragging along those velvety sweet spots that send your eyes rolling and your cunt clenching. You arched as far as you could into his squeezing hand.
โBaby. . .โ you hiccuped.
โKnow. . . I know, sweet girl. Fuck. Love my pregnant wife when she's soooo stuffed with me.โ
Not many things could get Satoru babbling. But your warm cunt squeezing, your tummy swollen with his child and flushed into his abdomen, and your milk spilling all over like a lewd fountain? You crumbled the strongest into a sex-sloppy sinner.
Strings of arousal split and webbed all over his thighs and yours. A ring of cream smooched to the base of his cock and a sticky pool trickling onto the sheets he'll have to change for the third time this week.
He didn't care. Not when you were this desperate for him. Not when you were so his.
โIโโ another whine, you bunched his hair between your knuckles and shoved him back into your tits. His mouth obeyed. It always did. โSatoruโ 'm gonna cum, gonna cum, fuckโ love you so so much. . .โ
Your thighs shivered when you felt him throb. Deep and heavy against your sweetspot as his hips stuttered. Mouth clamped over your tits and Adam's apple working overtime with how much he was gulping. His brows furrowed, eyes quivered, breaths pitched.
"Love you, love you baby, love you so sooooโโ he muffled on your milk, thrusts growing sloppy and accentuating your wet squelches. โSooo much, mngh, cumโ cum for me pleaseโ pleasepleaseplease.โ
When your husband begged like that, who were you to deny? His pulsating tip gyrated on the perfect spot one too many times, until your heat burst at last.
Nerves set alight and mouth singing slurred praises as you gushed around him for the third time that night. Squeezing so hard you're certain he was choking.
Or perhaps that was from his own greed and the way he almost ferally gulped at your tits.
With a few more humps, Satoru followed shortly after. Heaving and whining into your mounds as he parted with messy strings of saliva. Tongue out and panting as his eyes rolled back into his skull.
โBaby, baby, babbbyyyโ fuck fuck fuck.โ
He grunted, spilling thick and creamy into your gooey heat. Gasping for air yet clinging to your breasts like they were his only saviour. And once he rode out his high? They were also his comfort.
White tuffs tickled your nipples and collarbone as his heart flopped into your softness. Forearms bracing instinctively so he didn't crush you. A soft pressure against your bump that warmed your heart.
โMngh, can't keep doing this,โ you slurred, fingers running through his hair. โBaby's not gonna have any if you keep slurping like that.โ
โTha's what cows are for.โ
He muffled into your soft skin. So you huffed and gently batted his head with a clicking tongue.
ยฉ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. no plagiarism or ai training authorised. divider: @/uzmacchiato.