Daddy-Help My Swollen, Dripping Breasts!

Callie thought she was done growing. But at nineteen, her body betrays her—her breasts are swollen, dripping, and aching in ways she doesn’t understand. Too ashamed to tell her friends and too confused to talk to her mother, she turns to her Daddy. What begins as quiet concern shifts into something heavier, hotter. With his calm voice and gentle touch, can her Daddy help relieve Callie’s ache?

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“Does this feel good?” He murmured.

Callie nodded, her eyes fluttering shut. “Yes, Daddy, so good.”

His hand moved, stroking her slowly, teasing her. She could feel the wetness spreading, her body responding to his touch like it never had before.

Her mind was a jumble of thoughts, none of them making sense. But all she could focus on was the feeling of his hand on her.

His thumb found her clit, and she moaned, her body shuddering.

He watched her, his eyes dark, his breathing heavy.

“Daddy,” she whispered, “don’t stop drinking my milk while you touch me.”

Her father’s hand worked faster, his thumb pressing harder against her clit as he took another mouthful of her milk.

Callie’s head fell back, her chest rising and falling rapidly as pleasure built inside her.

Her hand reached out, finding his cock straining against his pants. She stroked it through the fabric, feeling it twitch beneath her touch.

“Take it out,” she begged, her voice a mix of lust and need.

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