Yes.

"YES. ****."

Your permission is all she needs.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!" She rolls her head back cries out her orgasm.

She quakes unsteadily on her knees but manages to maintain enough posture that you can continue to use her tits. You abandon tugging on the belt and instead grab a handful of the sides of each breast and begin thrusting with abandon. She howles in pain and pleasure as you use her swollen milkers completely. Her lactation continues to stream from her tits with each thrust and pool down the drains of the shower. It isn't long before you are ready.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARG!" you roar.

She cries out in surprise as your grip tightens around her melons in both of your powerful hands. The fat flesh squishes between the gaps of your fingers and you begin to cum. Your orange sized balls contract within your stretched scrotem with each violent ejaculation. The streams fire in thick ropes. The blasts stream up her neck and across her face.

You savor each pump over her restrained body. You grunt as more of your semen coats her face, hair, neck, and chest. Even under the stream of the shower it clings to her skin. The augments to your cock cause you to produce enough cum to thoroughly cover her in your precious white substance.

Slowly your climax completes. You relax your grip on her tits and she falls onto her back in relief. Her breathing is ragged from both her orgasms and the rough treatment of her engorged breasts. She looks up at you with heavy eyes. She is drenched in cum and milk. She quakes in her bindings under the cascading water. She is exhausted, used, and attentive. She hangs on your next words.

You don't say anything at first. You exit the shower and Alessandra hands you a towel. Once dried you calmly dress yourself and turn back towards the cum covered girl and then your secretary. You've made your decision.