100th Internal Cumshot Inside My Friend’s Tight Pussy, I Hope She’s Not Pregnant.

I look up in shock to see who this new feminine voice belongs to. “Yes, please,” I whimper, my hips bucking involuntarily against him. He sits me down in a chair and attaches the milking machine, the suction gentle at first, but growing firmer as he adjusts the settings. He steps closer, his presence commanding yet calm, and gently brushes a strand of hair from my face. Now it’s time for the real fun to begin.”

His words send a shiver down my spine, and I can’t help but feel both excited and terrified. “Now, let’s see how well you can please me,” he says, his voice dark and menacing. I can feel myself getting closer, the familiar tingling sensation spreading through my core. He leans in, his breath warm against my skin as he whispers, “Soon, you’ll be producing more, and it will all belong to me.”

“What… I’d know those lips anywhere… As the machine continues to work its magic, my body responds in ways I never thought possible.