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Ice-Cream Fundae : Suckled Brats 8 (Lactation Erotica Breeding Erotica BDSM Erotica): Suckled Brats, #8
Ice-Cream Fundae : Suckled Brats 8 (Lactation Erotica Breeding Erotica BDSM Erotica): Suckled Brats, #8
Ice-Cream Fundae : Suckled Brats 8 (Lactation Erotica Breeding Erotica BDSM Erotica): Suckled Brats, #8
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Ice-Cream Fundae : Suckled Brats 8 (Lactation Erotica Breeding Erotica BDSM Erotica): Suckled Brats, #8

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Mr. Luther drops in on his beach-side ice-cream parlor after a busy, hot summer's day and he's in high-spirits.  I've never seen him so elated by the take and he's extra impressed by me, even though I had to strip off to keep cool.

He likes my strategy, but Mr. Luther too can't keep his eyes off my charms.  Read as I woo him, getting way more than I bargained for in the process.  I didn't even know my breasts could do that!

LanguageEnglish
PublisherMillie King
Release dateJun 11, 2021
ISBN9798201841850
Ice-Cream Fundae : Suckled Brats 8 (Lactation Erotica Breeding Erotica BDSM Erotica): Suckled Brats, #8

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    I’ve never known a day like it.

    So is this your new uniform from now on? he asked, and he turned me by the hips and looked me up and down.

    It can be.

    Why not go the whole hog, he said, and he tugged at the waist of my jean-shorts.

    I smiled and bit my lip.  I felt suddenly shy and nervous.  I never knew I held thoughts for him like this.

    I could take these shorts off it’s that hot in here, he said, and he took a long swig of his drink.

    I watched his throat gulp it down and followed it down past his pecs and to his stomach.

    I could just wear panties, I told him.  Or maybe a bikini is more acceptable?

    Show me, he said nonchalantly, screwing the top back on the bottle.  He leaned back against the chest freezer and watched me.

    Show you what?

    What you were thinking for your new outfit.

    You mean ... take my shorts off?

    Yeah.  I wanna see.

    He made it sound so innocent—like it was no big thing.  I was almost convinced he was right.

    I popped the button at their waist and wiggled out of them.  I was wearing a tiny pair of black panties that matched my black bra.

    That looks good to me, he said, watching.  Do you want to see something?

    My eyes bulged.  What?

    A trick, he said.  Or a skill.  Whatever you like to call it.

    What is it?

    I’ll show you, he said, stepping forwards.  Something I learned years ago.

    Is this my treat?

    It can be.

    Mr. Luther came behind me again, but this time his intention wasn’t to count coins.  He put his whole body against me so that I could feel the bulge in his pants.

    Relax, he said, and he brought his hands up slowly.

    I marveled as he moved them towards my tits.  I wasn’t about to stop him.  His hands

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