Milk Masseur : Daddy’s Cream 1

I’m the lucky recipient of Daddy’s first massage since he qualified and I’ve gotta tell you – it’s good!

With his smooth hands rubbing me down I quickly get excited, but it isn’t until I turn on to my back that the real fun begins.

Daddy starts to massage my tits and soon he’s draining them of the milk I didn’t even know I had!  What follows is a messy, creamy suck and fuck that leaves me gasping, taking Daddy’s hot cum all over my chest!  I had no idea Daddy could do that to me!

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I tried in vain to keep my eyes closed, but it wasn’t long before I was peering through my lashes and looking at the burning, erotic intensity that Daddy possessed as he massaged my breasts.

With each move over them I began to feel strange, until suddenly it felt as though there was a kind of pressure building behind my nipple that Daddy was somehow squeezing to the surface.

Without warning I felt a sudden release, as though something had popped, and my eyes flashed open to see Daddy staring down with glee.

“I knew it,” he announced, and I looked in the direction of the sensation.

My jaw dropped as I saw my chest covered in white, the source of which appeared to be my breasts.

“It’s—”

“Milk!” Daddy rejoiced.

“What?  How?” I asked, way more alarmed than Daddy.

“It sometimes happens,” he said.  “I remember this one woman—” he began, but cut himself off quickly.

I shot him a suspicious look.

“What does it mean?” I asked, worried.

“It means I’ve got a big erection,” Daddy laughed.  “I love milking tits.”

“What?!”

“Relax,” Daddy said, pushing me back by the shoulders.  “Just relax.”

My heart was racing but when Daddy’s hand arrived on me again I couldn’t deny how great it felt.

“Damn, these tits are so full,” he said, working his hands up over them like they were giant udders and finding an intensity and excitement he hadn’t possessed before.

They sprouted more jets of my warm cream and I gasped in astonishment, feeling an amazing sense of release as he continued to squeeze them.

Daddy wasted no time, placing his mouth over my nipples and catching the escaping milk.

“That’s right, honey,” he said softly.

“Oh, Daddy,” I cried, consumed by the moment.

“You taste so good,” he said, coming off my breast briefly.

His tongue fluttered over my stiff node and my body trembled, my pussy calling out for attention now as Daddy started to drain me.

Each jet of milk that spurted in to his mouth sent a wave of euphoria over me and soon I was writhing on the table, teasing my hand towards my pussy to massage a groove in to my panties.

“Enjoying yourself?” Daddy asked, and my eyes opened to see him smiling.

He nodded towards my hand.

“I couldn’t help it,” I said.

“Here, let me.”

Daddy moved his hand to replace mine and soon he was sucking from my big tits and working his experienced fingers around my pussy, causing me to quiver immediately as the sensations became unbearably amazing.

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