Deion gets a little too handsy

You've worked up a bit of a rhythm and are starting to feel the pleasures that a BBC can bring to you. Whilst you do this, Deion has been feeling up your body, squeezing and rubbing your round ass and sliding his hands along your waist. You have the perfect proportions of a MILF. Eventually he shifts his hands up higher and starts playing with your exposed breasts, squeezing them and particularly your nipples. Your pleasure is elevated as he toys with this sensitive region. Before long you're starting to feel a strange feeling in your breasts and realise what is happening.

"Wait don't squeeze my breasts too hard."

"Why not bitch?" Deion inquires.

You pause, trying to decide whether or not it'll be a good idea for you to share this information. Eventually, you decide there's no other option than to tell them the truth.

"I'm still lactating."

Each of the Kings looks at you with a surprised look at this new information. Although it had been 210 years since you gave birth to your baby Shaun, being frozen in the vault had preserved your body exactly how it was before you stepped into that pod and therefore you were still ready to breastfeed. You could feel that familiar feeling building in your breasts as Deion plays with them.

The Kings all laugh before Darius finally speaks.

"Don't worry Bunny, we know how to handle a pair of lactating breasts. We see plenty of it from the breeding bitches back at Libertalia."

This whole time Deion hasn't stopped playing with your breasts and you can feel them about ready to burst.

"Please stop, they're sensitive."

"Hahahaha. No." Deion bluntly replies.

You can no longer stop yourself. Thanks to Deion's hands, your sensitive breasts which haven't been relieved of their milk in far too long start spraying milk all over the place. There's so much built up in there that they're spraying like a fountain with streams going all over Deion and some even spraying as far as the other Kings circled around you. The shame and embarassment is overwhelming and your cheeks turn red.

You let out a soft moan as all this pent up milk within your breasts is finally released. The small crowd of Black Kings cheer as you spray milk all around. One of them even lowers himself down to your breasts and starts sucking up the milk for a bit as it sprays, humiliating you even more.

"Ahhh, tastes good boys."

Thanks to this statement each of the other Kings also lean down and suck up some of your breast milk, having a taste and perverting this otherwise normal act.

"Please stop, this is so humiliating."

"Really bitch, this is what you're calling humiliating after everything we've done to you tonight?"

You have no response, instead going silent as you're **** to reflect on everything you've bene through in the past couple hours since waking up in that cage.