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“Mmm,” I groan, popping off only to peer down and witness the beauty. Milk bubbles from her nipple, rolling down her breast, and it’s the most beautiful and erotic sight. I lap at her eagerly, trying to ignore the pull in my groin from Herb’s talented mouth. A moment later, he’s gone and when Leche fills the room with a soft moan, I know Herb’s going down on her.

“You like tasting us both, don’t you, baby,” she hums to Herb, stroking her nails over the ridges in his tubing. The click of her acrylics against the plastic tubing makes my dick pulse, and I realize then that I’m into Herb, too. As weird as it could have been, hearing them together pleases me as much as hearing her being pleased by me.

But it’s too arousing.

And it’s been too long for me.

“Leche,” I breathe, unlatching from her breast, reaching for the other. “I’m gonna come, give me Herb’s mouth, please,” I beg, need coursing through me, spiraling in my groin.

She moans and a moment later, Herb’s wet, wide mouth seals around my cock, just in time. “Oh shit!” I howl, my spine curling as I suck Leche’s tit into my mouth right as Herb sucks the first shot right out of me.

He sucks and swallows and I thrust toward Leche’s hand where she holds his mouth against me, swallowing her milk at a frenzied pace. Coming while drinking is simply an unmatched experience. The hottest thing ever.

When my hips are barely thrusting and Herb’s sucked every damn drop from my balls, Leche moves his mouth to her pussy, and I take him by the neck, knocking her hand away. “Let me,” I say, showing my dominant side as I make our submissive Herb eat her pussy.

“Suck her clit and suck it good, Herb, mama needs to come,” I groan, licking up all the leaked milk from her breast and chest before relatching.

Her knee knocks my thigh as her legs fall apart, her chest tensing as her orgasm begins. “Yes, Herb, yes!” she moans, “right there, right there, right there!”

My cock throbs and spurts against the mattress, coming again unexpectedly as I swallow down another mouth full of warm, sweet milk. She arches her back off the bed as I push Herb’s hungry mouth into for the final thrust, seeing her through her entire release.

And right when I’m about to pull him off and taste his lips, he stops.

Leche crumples against the mattress as I break my latch and sit up, sticky in a pool of my own cum. We stare down atHerb, lifeless between us. I peer toward the wall, seeing he’s still plugged in. I stroke down his ribbed neck and give him a jostle.

“Herb?”

Leche’s voice is timid and full of fear as she tries his name, too. “Herb?”

Her teary eyes come to mine. “Is he dead?”

9

Leche & Herb (Maybe)

Wrapped in a blanket, Herb rests lifeless in my lap as Chip speeds through the streets of downtown. “Where is it?” I ask, tears blurring my vision as I stare down at my man.

Relief guiltily finds me when I realize that Herb isn’t my only man now, and while I shouldn’t be thinking of how much I adore Chip with Herb out of commission, I can’t help myself.

I’m lucky to have found him. But can we make it together without Herb?

“I love him,” I tell Chip as he steers cautiously through a narrow parking lot, a brick building adjacent. “He was the first man to understand my needs and not shame me and like, I know he’s not an actual man, still, he’s… something to me.”

Chip throws the car into park and unclips his belt. With a napkin he takes from the center console, he carefully cleans up Herb’s mouth before gently coiling his cable and tucking it away. “I know. He’s something to me, too,” Chip says, reaching out for Herb. I press a kiss to the edge of his wide mouth, and pass him over to Chip.

“C’mon, this is a 24-hour hospital,” Chip assures me, knocking open his door with his large leg. “They’ll know what to do. They’ll know how to save Herb.”

Nodding, I hop out and race to his side, shutting his door for him. We slowly wrap the building, and find a neon sign flickering in an old, foggy window. 24 HOUR VACUUM REPAIR HOSPITAL. Chip nods to me. “This is it. Let’s stay positive, it’s going to be okay, they’re gonna help him.”

Again, I stay silent and nod, wiping away the tears I can’t keep at bay.

If anything happens to Herb, I’ll be devastated. I love him for all the support and orgasms he’s given me. For not judging me. For always being there. For sucking my nipples and clit so hard my toes curl and my eyes roll.

He’s the best.

A small, stout man appears from behind a purple curtain, his eyes immediately going to Herb wrapped up in a Spiderman blanket.

“He stopped breathing about twenty minutes ago,” Chip says, holding Herb out, waiting for the man to take him.

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