Very Well

She picks up one of the milk tanks, and brings the tap to her mouth, sucking… and OH that feels good. I can feel the pressure start to recede as she starts gulping… and it feels really good all by itself… my knees go weak and Alice catches me with one arm as I start to fall. She sets me down quite gently in the tub, and lays down on top of me, keeping her mouth on the initial tank while she does. She pauses and lets off of my tap long enough to take a breath and add, “...you taste so sweet…” before going back to the same one.

Remembering her rather explicit invitation, I start exploring her body with these hands. I know she said to go for it, but I start with her muscular arms… her skin is soft, but underneath she's whipcord and lean. I'm pretty sure she could have made a pretzel out of my birth body, had she so chosen. She hummed appreciatively, so I shuffle my hands elsewhere, finding I can reach her globes between us while I enjoy a view of her ass… which I can't quite reach. Still… it's a magnificent view.

I find the body is warming up in the middle, developing a hollow feeling, aching to be filled, as tension builds, and builds, and builds in there. I hear some whore moaning, which is weird, as it's not Alice's tone… eh, whatever. This feels too good to worry about it. One of Alice's hands leave the orb she's working on, and snakes down to that gap between this body's thighs… which the body welcomes eagerly, clenching and releasing muscles I shouldn't have rhythmically as starts pistoning her finger in and out of that hole.

In a couple of thrusts, I see stars as an earthquake of pleasure rips through the flesh as I hear some hooker screaming out into the night, and the body still wants more.

Then the detective switches to the second jug.

My body goes through two more mind-numbing earthquakes of pleasure on that one, and she moves to the third… where I kind of end up out of it, unable to count.

When I come to myself, Alice is just finishing up number four, “ah, no more milk?”

Huh, I'm coming down off of cloud nine from all the orgasms, why is Alice looking drunk? “Yeah, I'm feeling better… the pressure is gone. How are you doing?”

“Oh, I'm doing great! That milk ish the best stuffs evar!” She slurs, “EVER!! You could make a fortune…” she collapses, **** on top of me in the tub.

I find she's too heavy for me to move, and with the walls of the tub, I can't just roll her off me. I have the Warp sphere currently… I could just teleport a few feet and be free… but I find I have no desire to go anywhere, I feel quite floaty from the afterglow, and I have a gorgeous naked woman on top of me. I don't even know why I tried picking her up, really. I slowly drag her up a bit so I can see her face, then just hold her while she sleeps.

I can't see the clock, so I don't know how long we spend in each other's arms while she sleeps… but eventually she wakes up…