Fuck her milk jugs

Feeling up Clare's breasts is great, but you need more. You tell Clare to get on her knees and she smiles, likely anticipating what you have in mind. It seems you are correct, as once she gets on her knees she grabs up her considerable cleavage. You hastily pull your pants down as your boner springs free. Her smile widens as she takes in your length and girth. "Oooh," she coos, "what a beauty! You're hung like a bull. We'll have some good fun!" Suddenly, you both hear people going by and each of you starts. She grabs your hand. "Come with me, we need a little more privacy!" she says in a hushed voice. She drags you into an empty stall and closes the small door.

"Ok, much better!" She gets back down and in position. You watch as she envelops your penis with her soft breast flesh. It's warm and supple, definitely an unusual sensation. She giggles at you, applying herself to her work vigorously. It feels nice, sort of like a gentler, more arousing version of masturbating.You start to settle into the enjoyment of this pleasure when she surprises you. Not only is she pleasuring you with her milky breasts, she has started sucking the head of your cock as it pumps through her cleavage. You nearly buckle to your knees as the warm, wet suction of her mouth sucks on your cock while her breasts tingle your shaft. "Clare, slow down, I-" you say weakly. "Ah ah ah, don't tell me how to do my job! An experienced maid knows you just have to keep going if you want to get it out." Her pausing to talk gave you a brief respite and fortunately allows you to put off cumming for a while longer.

Your resistance only seems to encourage her to work harder. She picks up speed, and despite the increase in difficulty she is able to suck you almost as seamlessly as before. You put your hands out on top of the low walls of the stall to support yourself as your legs betray you. By now a mixture of sweat, spit and precum has covered you cock and lubricates the crack between her heaving breasts. You nearly jump as a small hand cups your balls; it's just Clare of course, who holds her tits up with her remaining arm. Clare's face is a wet mess by now, but she doesn't let up. You feel your legs completely jellify as you prepare to lose your load. A sharp spike of pleasure shoots up your cock as you spurt, unloading gobs of cum into Clare's mouth. Still, she doesn't bother to pause even as she swallows you cum, and she plays with your balls firmly, milking them for everything they have. Your orgasm continues for who knows how long, but it feels like forever. Eventually, the debilitating pleasure ebbs and you regain control.

You fall to your knees on the straw, exhausted. A line of white cum drips down her lips. She licks it up with a smile. "See sire? I told you I knew what I was doing! I'm a milkmaid who knows how to get out every last drop!"