Read Online Milked by Master: A BWWM Lactation Romance, Box Set by Quinn Rossi - Free Book Online

saturating the bed
spread. Her massive brown tits bubbled with milk, which drizzled down
the arc of her engorged breasts.
               
“ You want
Master’s mouth, slut?” Drew’s voice was strained
with desire. He wanted nothing more than to taste her again. As her
bold aroma danced into his nostrils he was instinctually compelled to
dive as deep into her as possible, but he knew he had to wait just a
little longer. The sensation of her slithering black body unraveling
underneath his ivory muscles fed his determination. His iron cock
begged him for release, but Drew held strong. She’s your
property now. Her body belongs to you, he thought as he tightened
his hold on her once more as she struggled to free her wrists.
               
“ Yes, Massa
please!” Clara arched her back in a desperate attempt to coax
Drew’s mouth to her promised land. He enjoyed watching her
squirm as much as she loved being taunted by him. She could see the
sparkle in his eye every time he gave her an order or demanded
something of her. Her hot wet pussy creamed as the rush of freedom
took over her mind. She was no longer controlled by her ego. She was
no longer bound by mental restraints. Drew’s dominance over her
gave her license to feel without inhibition. As she lay there tied,
pinned and leaking she felt her entire body clench. Clara closed her
eyes as she felt the steam of Drew’s hot breath near her aching
pussy. She thrust her hips into the air as millions of tingly bolts
fired through her body. “Oh…oh… Massa… I’m
sorry…can’t…stop…” Clara panted
through her manic gibberish.  “Massa, I-I-think I’m….
I’m…UHHHHHHH!” Her belly contracted as she lifted
her hips. She her thighs involuntarily attempted to shut, but Drew
held them wide open, exposing her carnal sweet spot. Her pussy
spasmed as the reality of her fantasy coming true washed over her.
Clara’s climatic shivers ravaged her from the inside out as she
released a guttural groan as the orgasm ripped through her fleshy,
ebony body.
                Drew marveled at the
spent, panting chocolate goddess as he held her firmly in his grasp.
Her dark skin glistened in the moonlight while her skin rippled from
her uncontrollable quivering. Her huge black nipples secreted lines
of creamy white milk while she huffed frantically, trying to catch
her breath. He caught himself drooling at the thought of wrapping his
mouth around her swollen tit and gorging himself on her sweet nectar.
His cock nearly exploded at the sight of Clara’s gaping pussy,
still automatically flexing as the shock of her violent orgasm echoed
through her walls. Seeing her there, so vulnerable, so exposed drove
him over the edge. He was foaming at the mouth with desire, as the
craving for a taste of her took over. Her sopping cunt opened,
inviting him to sample her scrumptiously forbidden sex. He took a
deep breath as he gave in, pulling her lower body toward him slowly
while Clara moaned uncontrollably. When she felt Drew’s lips
make contact with her pulsing succulent pussy, her thighs relaxed
instantly, falling to the sides.
               
“ Uhhhgggmmmmmm,
Massa, Oh…God…” Clara moaned as he pressed his
face further into her dripping valley. He squeezed her thick brown
thigh meat as her tangy aroma encircled his senses. Drew pulled back
slightly, studying her insides, taking her beauty in.
               
“ That’s it
nigg’r, feel Master’s tongue. I own your slave cunt,”
he mumbled into her soft pink fleshy folds. Drew pressed his nose
against her swollen lips, as he allowed her intoxicating scent inside
of him. He shook his head from side to side, peeling her open as he
sunk his strong white fingers into the jiggle of her cocoa thighs.
               
“ Ohhhmmmmmmyyymasaa…”
Clara breathed as her body opened for him. The dichotomy of his
tender mouth with his piercing fingers and his verbal degradation of
her