“f**k that’s good,” he mumbled into her breast when he was done. On that they agreed.
Finding two couples looking for a lactating woman was easier than Mark or Ramona had anticipated. There were lots of personal ads on the lactation website Ramona had found. The next few days were a flurry of emails and phone calls. Mark was uncomfortable with the whole process, but he had little say in the matter other than to look over the emails and give secondary approval to who she could offer to milk to.
It was Monday morning as she lounged in bed when he asked the question she had been avoiding. Her breasts had been emptied minutes before. His saliva was drying on her n*****s. He was hurrying to finish packing and get on the road.
“It just occurred to me. I nurse from you in the morning and the e
