Betsy's Always Loved How You Milk Her

You know that Betsy likes to be gently rubbed before her milk will come out, so you reach out to her mammoth boobs first, running your hands gently over them. Your fingers sink into the warm flesh and Betsy moos appreciatively as you do that. You find yourself perhaps enjoying it more than you should. You feel as if your cock might tear its way out of your pants. Still, the milk begins to bead at the end of her thick teats and you begin to milk her, having her lean forward a bit so you can get it in the bucket. Betsy just moos and sighs for a moment...then raises her big flabby arms and puts them around your shoulders.

"Can I do this?" comes her sweet low voice, "more comfortable this way."

"Sh-sure," you manage, "that's okay."

You continue to milk her tits and she puts her head on your shoulder, pressing a chubby cheek against yours.

"That feels so good," she tells you, "your gentle fingers...it makes me feel all warm and squishy down there...between my hind legs."

You're so shocked, you almost stop. You'd sometimes wondered if milking arouses a cow...and now you've got your answer. Her big thick lips press against your cheek as you continue to milk her.

"Oh," she moans, "I think my udder needs it now."

You gently help her sit upright again, then put the bucket under her udder and begin to caress the big fleshy bag, then milk her there. She moos a little louder and from where you are, you can smell her feminine musk getting very strong in your nostrils. Betsy's arms return to around your neck and pull you close so that your head is against her vast soft tummy and between her gargantuan tits. You can see and smell some excess milk oozing from her thick nipples.