[scene: I'm at work and I'm in an empty room, lactating. Even though I had a miscarriage, my tits still produced milk. I just hoped no one walked in....]
Don't be. It's fine. So you've been having trouble with your milk? I'm sorry to hear about the baby. It's a shame to waste that milk. I say eyeing your dripping tits
Oh, um........ *cant find it in me to cover up, only to blush and look down. Then I see it. Your tented pants tell me everything* would you like to, you know, help?
I start moving back and forth going harder and harder. I grab your tits and squeez your milk over me. I kiss you and then kiss your neck biting you gently.
As I feel you grab my cock with your tight cunt I feel my balls contract and grab your tits and thrust forward as hard as I can filling you with my cum