Team work makes the cream work. Sarah's going to be a bit... weighed down.

It took them a while to recover. Nicholas felt drained, balls and breasts thoroughly emptied, but content, feeling Sarah's softly breathing body under his. Cock softening slowly, he could hear more of his thick seed fall to the ground, grazing his scrotum as it oozed out of his lover. A tired grin spread over Nicholas' face; this had been, without a doubt, the most exhausting, most amazing sex he'd ever had. Not that he had much to compare, but with his entire body still tingling from his mind-blowing climax, Nicholas had trouble imagining anything that would be able to top this.

"Mmh, I like feeling it inside when it's small... -er. You know, even flaccid you're still bigger than any guy I've been with, Nicholas..." Mumbling, Sarah rested her head on her pillowy breast, squeezing a quartet of streams from her floppy teats.

Nicholas couldn't help but blush, the praise making his cock twitch briefly. It was a day of firsts for him - the first time breastfeeding someone, the first time he'd taken a woman from behind, and the first time someone praised his member like this. He rather liked all of it. With the sounds of his and Sarah's milk dripping to the floor, Nicholas rested his head on his partner's shoulder and closed his eyes.

It felt like only minutes had passed when Sarah began to squirm under him, and Nicholas propped himself up on his elbows to take his weight off her.

"Whuh...?" His brain not quite running on full speed yet, Nicholas adressed Sarah with the most eloquent question he could muster.

"Sorry, but my legs are falling asleep..." Pushing herself up, Sarah pressed her back against Nicholas' sensitive tits once more, making him hiss in pleasure. "And I think we need to start cleaning, at least before stuff gets into the wall or under the floor."

Seeing as the house was provided by the church, avoiding damage due to bodily fluids sounded like a good idea. Actually, it sounded like a good idea in general, so Nicholas began to disentangle himself from Sarah, more thick globs of cum dripping to the floor as he pulled his flaccid shaft out of Sarah's snatch. The thick member felt heavier again, but Nicholas chalked that up to his drained strength - it couldn't have grown again, could it?

"Rrfh..." Nicholas wasn't the only one to struggle a little; Sarah had to fight the weight of her expanded boobs as she straightened, thin rivulets of milk running from her many nipples as she turned over to Nicholas. "Da--ng, these things are heavy. So much milk gone, and I still feel unbalanced..."

"I can imagine how you feel... I didn't have breasts at all last saturday, and now I have these..." Hefting his breasts, seeming so large before, yet so small now compared to Sarah's, Nicholas squeezed gently, not quite able to suppress a moan.

"Mhm!" Sarah squeaked, eyes glued to Nicholas' soft bust. "B-but, uh, well, let's get to cleaning, alright? And-and maybe shower first."

Another shower was definitely in order, but Sarah had to send Nicholas in alone - with his thick cum still dripping from her folds, she'd elected to take care of that part of the mess directly in the kitchen to avoid leaving a trail of spunk through half the house. Nicholas didn't take that long to shower. Dressing, however, brought a new surprise: His pants were too snug in the front to be comfortable, forcing Nicholas to push his massive cock down one leg. So he had grown bigger once more... A fact that wasn't lost on Sarah, who gave the thick bulge an appreciative glance when Nicholas returned.

Once Nicholas had rejoined Sarah, she'd instructed him on how to take care of the milk and cum covered table before ambling off to take her own shower. She took quite a bit longer than Nicholas, mainly because her breasts were much larger than his and harder to clean around. Cleaning her legs had almost cause Sarah to fall in the shower as she was still getting used to the added weight of her massive tits.

The amount of time it took Sarah to clean herself provided Nicholas with enough time to make quite a bit of progress cleaning the kitchen. In fact, once Sarah returned in fresh jeans and a makeshift bustier fashioned from a bedsheet, Nicholas had managed to completely clean and dry the table and had even found the time to pick up the majority of the shards of plates Sarah had presumably dropped when her breasts had started to swell. He was currently busy picking up the tiny pieces that were just big enough to ruin ones day if they were stepped on.

Sarah stood impressed with a mop and bucket in her hands. Nicholas looked up at her with a smile as she began to fill the mop bucket with hot water from the sink. "Thanks for getting so much of the cleaning done," Sarah said as she poured some cleaner into the now filled bucket, "it goes much faster with two people working together."

The mopping didn't take long at all, especially when Nicholas went and got another mop to help Sarah finish up. When the floor was cleaned and starting to dry off Nicholas looked over at Sarah who was glancing down at her massive breasts.

"You know how they say 'pillowy breasts'?" Sarah began, gingerly rubbing one of the enormous orbs under the sheet, nipples tenting the fabric even when unaroused. The square shape they created looked as strange as it looked enticing to Nicholas. "Don't try actually using them as pillows. Trust me."

"Hm, should we get some ointment to put on them?" Putting the two mops in the bucket, Nicholas threw a glance towards Sarah's chest that might have lingered a bit too long. "It's bad enough when they're full..."

"Hm? No, they're just a little sore, is all." Sarah straightened, hands on her hips and breasts wobbling slightly. "All of this cleaning has made me hungry, let's get something to eat. Thanks again for all of the help, by the way."

After mopping up the floor, milk and cum coming off the tiles with ease, Nicholas and Sarah took a quick lunch before tackling the biggest issue - the wall still dripping with Sarah's milk. The slightly rough texture of the wallpaper caught the thick cream rather well, but at least whoever designed the kitchen had made sure to choose a material that was about as absorbent as rubber. In the end, Nicholas had to mop the floors again after they washed the wall down with a sponge, dabbing it dry with cloths and opening the windows to let things dry.

All in all, half the afternoon was taken up by cleaning the mess of maybe ten minutes of fun; not that Sarah or Nicholas minded, of course. They would have done this for one minute of sex as good as what they'd had. Which made Nicholas secretly thankful that he'd lasted as long as he had.

Nicholas decided to use the rest of the afternoon to work on his sermon after making sure that Sarah would be alright. She had groused a bit about the fact that none of her tops or bras fit her now and the weight of her breasts slowed her down a lot, but also assured Nicholas that she would be alright. Although not quite convinced, Nicholas trusted her own judgment, and sat down in front to his laptop to get back to work. The editing went exceptionally well, Nicholas' mind at ease, happy even, left hand straying to his soft, deep cleavage every now and then.