I kept sucking at her tits, letting my mouth fill with warm milk until it slicked my lips. The taste was thick and sweet with a faint tang like ripe fruit left in sunlight—strange and oddly bright—but it didn't ruin anything. If anything, it amplified everything, starting with the closeness, the heat, as well as the sudden, intimate electricity between us. The more I drank, the more the moment seemed to pull me under.
"Mmmghnn, ahhh...~ Y-You're drinking my milk... You really are naughty, Leon...~" Solaris breathed, her voice low and trembling.
I didn't stop. I kept fucking her, letting my hips drive into hers, feeling her walls clamp and then yank at me each time I tried to pull out. Every time her body gripped me, it was like a small electric shock—hot and grounding—and with every pull I dug deeper into the sensation until everything else blurred into rhythm and sound.
