Taste Amy's milk

Your eyes are held to Amy's luscious breasts. "How's the milk coming along?" you ask her.

Amy cocks her head. "My, you're inquisitive today! I've been producing a lot recently, but I'm feeling a bit better now."

You reach for the cups which are drawing milk from Amy's teats. "If you don't mind, I think I'd like to have some."

Amy smiles with a shrug. "Of course. I've got lots to express, so go nuts."

You detach the milking machine from Amy's nipples, leaving them by the side. You can't wait any longer, and bring your mouth down onto Amy's breast. You suck on it and lick her nipple, drawing a warm squirt of milk from Amy's chest. She hums gently.

You sit, leaning over Amy's chest and suckling on her. Amy seems content to let you, and occasionally hums as you suckle. "I'm glad that you like breastfeeding John," she says, "this is always so much nicer than having it drained away by a machine."