A lot.

As she squeezes and rubs at your breasts through your shirt, you're not even able to properly start on her lower half before that heat in your chest spreads across all of your mammoth boobies, to the nipples and--!!

Two long spurts of milk start to spray out from you, so powerful that the shirt material barely even slows them, as Delilah continues to grope and squeeze you in an attempt to dry out the source.

"Ha! Yes! Give it all to me, just like that! All that milk!" Delilah shouts, pleased, as she takes both of your orbs into her hands roughly and really works you over. As milk continues to pour out of your jugs, your face frozen in a look of shock as you try to comprehend what's happening to you right now, you're filled with even more worry as that same heat in your chest starts to flow down into your lower half..... and it feels really, really good. "Surprised? Surprised how quickly that partner chemical turns you stupid? Well, stupider."

She smirks down at your hand, still stuck down the front of her pants, but unmoving for the past several seconds. An expectably pathetic attempt from a lesser. She unwraps her arms from around your body after giving you one last good squeeze, leaving you panting and heaving desperately as the sprays turn firehose-like, and then kicks you in the tushie to send you tumbling down to the floor. Even after you've been dropped, and her hands are away from your twin milk trucks, they continue to pour out (albeit at a slower pace) against your will all over the inside of your shirt and the bathroom tiled floor. S-somebody's gonna find all this......

"Not so good now, are you?" Delilah taunts, grabbing a handful of your hair. "Not so beautiful when you're like this!"

She's being so mean, but you can barely take it in. Right now, you're more focused on survival. You lift one arm in an attempt to prop yourself up, but Delilah simply sits on the small of your back and throws your arms backwards and over her knees, trapping you beneath her with your top half raised just right for her to take hold of. She takes full advantage of that.

As you're set off spraying out milk again, that warm fuzziness in your loins ramps back up to ****. Shamefully, you can't help yourself from cumming as you're getting milked by her working hands, your juices flying out all over the inside of your pants as your bottom half is pushed own against the bathroom tile from Delilah's weight. S-she's evil!

"Gonna wring you out!" She grins, ever-pumping at your chest with her hands and clearly aware of your down-low situation. T-this really isn't any fun at all.....!! She starts shifting and grinding and dropping her weight onto your backside, pushing and sliding your cumming pussy onto and across the bathroom floor terribly. "Moo for me, cow!" She angrily demands. You're a bit too far gone to think much about rebellion, as your whole body floods with goodfeel, so you mindlessly give in to her commands and start mooing as best as you can with your head dangling between her knees and your energy sapped.

"M-moooOO!!" You half-moan half-shout. I-it's a little embarrassing, though you're not sure why, but you still put in effort to try do your best. A second warmth comes to you as you hear Delilah's roaring laughter, and her pulsing squeezes on the front of your shirt get faster. Y-you did a good job!

"I might bottle some of this stuff, if I thought it was quality enough for anybody to buy." She leans forward, pressing her boobs softly into the back of your head, and then squeezes with all the strength she can muster in her hands, holding them there tightly as your spurts rocket out at full speed and your mind breaks, molded into nothingness by her hands.

You're not sure how much time passes with you like that, endlessly spraying milk and cumming full-****. She's sitting on your backside and pinning you down as your milkbeams are launched far across the bathroom tile, so you're not even able to buck and spasm as your never-ending orgasm only grows in intensity. Each little molecule of milk that sprays out from your puffy nipples and out through the fabric in front of it stimulates your breasts even further, plunging you deeper and deeper into your delirious and mindless state as her hands work you to oblivion. After an untold amount of time, the twin beams at last start to taper off and lessen back to little sprouting spurts, and eventually to nothing, as all of your produced milk is emptied from your body. Still, as her hands work you over, you're cumming and your legs are shaking as you're held down in place against the floor. Eventually, your lower half dries out too, and you're left with nothing but the endless stimulation without release as you lay in a soggy puddle of all the milk and cum your body had to offer.

"Awww....." Delilah pouts, pushing your arms forward and off of her knees to let you drop limply to the floor. "Is somebody out of cum to give?"

"a-a......ngh." Is all the response you can give as she finally removes her weight from your bouncy tushie, and walks a few steps back to get a better look at you. You've not been present for a while now, but it's only in this moment that you at last slip away into unconsciousness......