She's got me curious.

"Is that right?" I asked, giving her tits another squeeze. She gasped, a tiny bit of chocolate milk coming out. "Mmm hmm," she replied, a smile spreading across her face. What could she have in mind...?

I was answered (in a manner of speaking) when she pushed me onto the chair, my pants still down. "With these babies nice and full," she purred, indicating her breasts, "I'm all set for a tittifuck or two, don't you think?" She knelt down and wrapped her breasts around my shaft. Despite how chilled the milk was inside her breasts, the squishy globes of flesh were still warm to the touch.

Slowly she began to rub her breasts along my length, lifting the right, the lowering it as she raised the left, alternating. She watched my face, delighting in the expression of pleasure that was no doubt on it. It felt fantastic! "Yeah, you're liking this, aren't you, John?" she cooed. I could only nod, watching her go.

She stopped alternating, soon rubbing both tits in tandum. Her soft flesh felt amazing. There was a bit of milk leaking from her nipples, but not so much that it was a problem. Leaning forward, she licked the tip of my cock whenever it poked its way out of her cleavage.