Salty, Sweet and Extra THICK

Feeling heady from the scent of her unwashed crotch, you open your mouth tentatively as she places the drooling tip on your tongue, the feeling making you purse your lips and suckle! The taste at first is a sort of bitter salty, like the sweat of a woman's armpit after a particularly intense workout in the summer heat with a tracksuit on, it almost made you want to spit it out, but then came the taste of her cum...

It was sweet, and mixed with the other flavors to be reminiscent of cheesecake, but oh so much better~ Your eyes droop in pleasure after the initial shock, and like a baby you gently "chew" the foreskinned tip to bring out the juices and suckle, though careful enough to not hurt your new maternal mistress. Though as the stores of the foreskin run dry, you can't help but want more!

Using your tongue, you penetrate her dark foreskin as she lets out a gentle coo~ "Aww, does baby like the taste of Mommy? Don't you worry, Mommy won't let even a single drop go to waste!" She pets your hair gently as she looks down at you adoringly... or at least you think she is as her massive boobs eclipse her face. But that did it, the cockslit inside oozed cream so much sweeter and the few wads of old dried cream only added more flavor to your "milk", your rolling tongue coaxing out more and more of this cream you desire so much!

The full length of her cock is still out in the open, and no matter how you turn, her half-flaccid cock stretches to keep itself in your hungry maw drinking away at the thick goop, which is nice because it allows you to observe your surroundings from the "comfort" of your baby-chair.

First thing you take note of, aside from how the veins of her cock throb with need, is Misha herself. Though you can't see her face, there was a lot to appreciate. She was wearing a Victorian style dress, but the middle of her long skirt opened to reveal your special feeding bottle, but with that, you could also observe the middle of her thick black fatty thighs, shining with sweat, as well as her large wobbly ballsack that rolled about producing more and more milk for you, covered in wrinkles and the odd pubic hair. Speaking of pubic hair, you noticed she was completely clean above the crotch, just a few strays left over giving the image of a fertile yet dignified noblewomen.

You also observed that as she breathed and played with your hair, that her belly had a big soft paunch, and that while she was petting you with one hand, her other hand was reaching onto a table beyond your sight and picking up snacks to munch on. You could hear her lips smack between munches as she devoured whatever she had, and you could almost swear that every swallow made it all go right down to her balls...

Then you start observing the room, at first sight, it seemed like a toddler's playroom, but upsized for you, but then you start noticing the adult themes of it all. The shelf that held various plushies, all had great big colorful dildos on them, and not all of them had human genital shapes either, the mechanical toys were rather mechanical onaholes designed for milking... average cocks? The cupboard of diapers had simplified instructions depicting vibrations by using a remote... even the magazine Misha was reading had a mechanical onahole attached to a hose with a pacifier tip on it as some kind of new technology for feeding pervy babies on the go!

Eventually, her breaths became heavier, and her fingers that once just gently pet now grasp at your hair though careful not to hurt you... She was about to cum? If the thick gunk you were eating was not even her cum, then what would the splooge of the large fat dark dicklady you've been drinking from even be like? Could you handle it? Do you spit out the tip? ...Can you even bring yourself to spit out the tip?