Avery and Sarah

Avery and Sarah

“Hey Avery, can you come here for a second?”
“Yes Sarah, what's wrong?” Responded Avery
“My boobs are full of milk, can you do me a favor and suckle them for me to relieve the pressure?” She asked, groping her giant milky tits with pleasure.
“Anything for you babe” Avery walked up to her, and gently pulled up her shirt, then released her tit from her bra. It felt so heavy but soft, like a water balloon, ready to be suckled and enjoyed. Lightly cool to the touch, he loved to caress her perfectly round tits.
Sarah was an early bloomer, and they grew very quickly. She was always ogled by men, even though she had little interest at the time. But one thing she did know, was how to use her boobs to get almost anything she wanted. There was one man she was OK with giving herself to, and it was her childhood friend Avery.
Avery massaged her breasts, making sure to slowly rub the nipples, stimulating the milk production. She moaned slightly, urging him to start suckling. And that he did without a second thought.
Avery licked her right boob slightly, moistening it up, before sucking on it. A small amount of liquid creaminess oozed from the hole, giving him a slight feeling of euphoria as he began to suckle deeper.
He flicked the nipple while he suckled, and she loved the sensation that it gave her. She felt like a nurturing parent, something she always wanted to be, and she was happy to be able to fulfill Avery's desires as well. The pressure was leaving her breasts, which was a huge relief for her.
She looked down to see that Avery had a bulge in his pants. She smirked, she liked to see how her boobs caused such arousal in him. Wanting to make sure he was relieved, she reached down and lightly stroked his penis, slowly spreading the dripping precum over his shaft. He moaned softly, moving his thighs to the rhythm of her stroking, while flicking his tongue across the nipple.
His shaft pulsated as he got closer to cumming, so Sarah revved up the game, stroking harder. He switched nipples, wanting more, he was close. He buried his face in her big, blossoming tits as he orgasmed, shooting thick jets of cum into the air.
Avery looked at her, his face red with exertion. Sarah loved this, it made her feel like she was doing it right.
“Feeling better, honey?” She asked, staring kindly down at him.
“Much, much better, thank you.”
She was feeling much better herself, the pressure in her boobs was much lighter. She knew that she could always count on him when the pressure in her boobs were getting to be too much. He enjoyed it more than she did, and that feeling is all that mattered to her.
“Some time tomorrow?” I asked.
“Yeah.”

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