Milk Trading : Suckled Brats 18: Suckled Brats, #18

By Millie King

My boss, Mr. Shaw works on the stock-exchange, but it's not your average exchange.  He exchanges milk on an underground market, but the milk isn't your average milk either.  It's women's milk, and at the minute there's a high demand and not enough supply.  That's where I come in!  Mr. Shaw's gonna milk me for all I'm worth, and we're gonna have a whole bunch of fun doing it.  Read about the whole sinful affair inside!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Millie King
• Release date: Dec 7, 2021
• ISBN: 9798201248789

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Having fun, are we? he smirked, looking to my tits.  My nipple was stiff from his amazing cajoling.

It’s hard not to!  It’d be like me milking your cock by sucking it.

Good point, he said.  He looked off at the night’s sky as though he was imagining it.

Are you having fun? I asked.

I get to spend time bonding with my assistant.  What’s not fun about that?

What about the rest?

I get to suck on some lovely tits too, he said.  That was what I wanted to hear.

Would Sir like some more?

Sir would be delighted.

He moved onto me again, pushing my tits into his face.  This time he moved between each, sucking out the nectar and humming contently as he did so.  It felt amazing to nourish him like that.  It was like we were really bonding, you know?  It’s tough to explain, but I felt a deep need to care for and satisfy him.

Fuck, you’re something else, Han, he said, popping off my tits with a gasp and a heady sigh.

Is this doing it for you? I asked, looking down to his shorts.  My God, it is, isn’t it?

"A pair of tits in my mouth will always do it for me.  You?"

Are you kidding, I laughed.  It feels like I’ve wet myself.

You’re wet?

I nodded and bit my lip.  I couldn’t help it.

I’m stiff, he hushed.  I couldn’t help that either.

Maybe ... I began, and Mr. Shaw was hanging on my words.  We could help each other.

I was just going to suggest the same thing.

Come over here, I told him, grabbing his hand.

I led him over towards one of the loungers that sat close to the pool and I perched on the base.  Mr. Shaw stood up at the