How is her milk?
Delicious
As Sasuke clamped down on Cynthia's nipple, the sweetest milk he ever had flowed into his mouth. It was delicious.
He remembered May and her mother back at the house he was using as base. He would be sure to make Caroline his personal milk machine when he got back.
Dawn continued singing her stipid song and Marnie kept being a foot stool. This was the life.
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