Bursting With Milk For Daddy : Daddy’s Cream 5

A phantom pregnancy?  You can’t be serious.  Now I have these swollen tits on my chest that keep leaking at the most inopportune moments.  One of those just happens to be whenever I’m aroused!  I find myself day-dreaming one morning while eating breakfast with Daddy and they start dripping beneath my t-shirt.  Daddy is quickly intrigued and I’m more than a little embarrassed.  I guess if anyone should help me milk them it might as well be him, right?  Read how he squeezes the nectar from them and laps it from my nipples.

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Daddy squeezed again and another jet spiraled from the nipple, sprinkling milk across my legs.  I watched it escape me, but what Daddy did next made my jaw drop.

He moved his mouth towards the arcing milk and opened it, letting it fall inside.  As if that wasn’t naughty enough he followed its route all the way to the source and clasped his lips right over my stiff, leaking nipple.

I looked down at the surreal sight before me, wondering what the hell I should do now that Daddy was latched on to my tits and sucking out my milk.

He continued to palm them gently, but now his tongue was circling my areola and he was nibbling softly at the node.  I don’t mind admitting that the release felt incredible.

I thought about protesting but when my mouth opened nothing came out.  I let out a short moan and then moved my hand to his head, pushing my fingers through his hair and holding him on my chest as my head fell backwards.

My eyes closed and I dined out on the blissful sensation.  Daddy too seemed to be enjoying himself, massaging my tits and swallowing down every bead of milk that spurted from my chest.

“Oh, Daddy,” I hushed softly, wriggling my shoulders into the sofa cushion and surrendering myself to him.

I stayed like that for a while, letting Daddy move from nipple to nipple and relieve the pressure.  The sensation of the milk shooting through the tiny aperture was incredible and my body was responding in ways I hadn’t anticipated.  My pussy became wet and I fought to keep my hands away from it.

I squeezed the cushion now and finally dared to take another look down at Daddy.  When I did I got a whole lot more than I bargained for!

Daddy had split his dressing gown open, revealing his nudity beneath.  In between split of his gown I could see his stiff, big cock stretching up his body, being stroked gently by one of his hands.

“Damn,” I whispered to myself.  Daddy opened his eyes and stared up at me.  I could see a smirk break across his face, but he kept his lips fast over my nipples, keen not to spill another drop.

His mouth suckled down on them and he swallowed thankfully each time, feeding from me like a starved babe.

I couldn’t take my eyes of his cock.  It looked dangerous and impressive all at once and I wanted nothing more than to put it in my mouth.  I wanted to return the favor to him and I could think of no better way.

“Looks like you need emptying too, Daddy,” I said with a smirk, nodding down at the thick flesh that sat between his legs.

He broke from my nipples finally and a film of white hung across his bottom lip.

“Think you could do that for Daddy?” he asked, letting go of his cock.

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