Milking the Fertile Latina: Rough Fertile BDSM Story by Leandra Camilli

Author:Leandra Camilli [Camilli, Leandra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-02-27T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 4

With each thrust of my finger, I could feel her muscles clench around my intrusion, signaling her readiness for whatever was about to come next. Her moos grew louder, more pronounced as I began to tease her clit gently with my thumb, massaging it in slow, deliberate circles until she cried out in pure ecstasy.

"Oh, God!" she gasped, arching her back in pleasure as her orgasm washed over her like a tidal wave. "Yes! Yes, yes, yes!"

Her body convulsed wildly before me as I continued to plumb the depths of her cunt, drawing forth a torrent of sweet nectar that flowed freely from her trembling body.

Turning my attention to Charlotte, I moved swiftly on to my next victim, eager to experience the exquisite sensations that only she could provide. As I ran my hand up and down her smooth, silken thighs, I could feel her heart racing wildly beneath my touch.

Gently, oh-so-gently, I inserted one finger into her waiting vagina, feeling the walls of her channel tighten around my invading digit as though trying desperately to keep me at bay. But I wouldn't be deterred; no matter how hard she fought against me, I would eventually break through her defenses and claim victory once again.

And so, with renewed determination, I set about my task, using all manner of tricks and techniques to bring her ever closer to the edge of climax. My tongue also danced gracefully along her inner labia, flicking playfully at her swollen clitoris while my other hand squeezed and caressed her firm, perky breasts.

"Come on, baby," I urged her softly, my voice filled with a mixture of lust and longing. "Show me just how much you want it... how badly you crave my touch."

Charlotte responded by digging her nails into my skin, leaving deep red marks that bore witness to her intense desire. She wanted me - needed me - more than anything else in the entire world, and I reveled in the knowledge that I held complete control over her fragile psyche.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, I felt her body tense suddenly, her entire frame shaking violently as waves of pleasure coursed through her veins. With a final, desperate cry, she released a torrent of milk that sprayed across my face and chest, covering us both in a sticky white substance. The suction cups were elsewhere and not attached to her udders at the moment.

As I watched the last droplets of her release trickle down my chin and land on the cold floor below, I couldn't help but feel a profound sense of satisfaction wash over me. These two beautiful women, these perfect specimens of bovine perfection, were mine and mine alone to command - forever bound to my will by the unbreakable chains of submission.

Standing off to the side, Isabella watched intently as I continued my ministrations upon the bodies of her fellow hucows. Her gaze shifted back and forth between the two women, her expression a fascinating blend of amazement and envy.

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