Stop the Pain Stop?

Will invited Kim onto his lap. Never in her life had she been so happy and ready to welcome a cock. It was hard, hot and wanting her above a girl like Veronica and all without her having to give it a blowjob first. She practically sighed a girlish giggle as she sank herself down around Will’s solid manhood.

Oh, yes! It filled her! She could stay just like this for long moments, savoring -

Will had his powerful hands beneath her butt, lifting her up, dragging her insides along his shaft. He impatiently **** her thighs down before they needed to come down. His hands were beneath her butt again, and again...etc. He was yang; he was man; he was primal. He was not Will, human and humane. He was pain.

His hands controlling her lower half left her upper half free for her to arch her back and bring his head to her boobs. His attention was mainly on his own cock; but he couldn’t ignore tits, not ones tipped with nipples like Possible’s.

Knowing that was enough to make Kim’s sensitive extra-large areolas and nipples crave the attention her cunt was getting. She **** his face closer; her nipples puffed and stretched further. They were beginning to take on toon proportions. This wasn’t very erotic for her; this was becoming too cartoon-like for her tastes. Still, what could she -

Milk issued from the nipple Will was staring at. The glaze went away; attention rose away from his cock - until his mouth pounced on it. Kim no longer had to **** him to her. His firm lips pressed in around her boobflesh; his teeth gently kept themselves settled around her puffy areola; his tongue pressed her nipple up against his gums; as diaphragm worked to pull them even further inside to where his cheeks tried to reach it, too. Out from the milk sacs that were the essence of her boobs, was drawn her milk. Its flow within her lit up a network of sensations to her. The movements actually made them seem more alive. And the very process itself, she had learned and was now experiencing firsthand, could have a calming effect. It seemed to….

Kim stroked Will’s head. “Yes. Relax. Release the stress...release the pain.” She just hoped she wouldn’t have breastfeed everybody her tooniness told her she could remove pain from.