Page 6 of Mountain Dr.'s Sweet Thing

“I need to taste your cream, baby. I bet it’s the sweetest.”

Jackson pulls my zipper down and I help him lower my pants by wiggling on the exam table. He reaches inside my panties, his long fingers sliding through the wet folds of my pussy. And I let out a long, shuddered breath, holding on to his massive shoulders for dear life.

“Fuck, you’re soaking, baby girl. All this, for me?” He raises his hand, holding his glistening digits before his face. “Look at this, baby. Your milk, dripping from my fingers, mixing with the honey from your tight little pussy.”

He wraps his lips around his fingers, and the groan he releases as he tastes me goes straight to my clit.

“Christ, Ashley. Your pussy is delicious. Sweet, juicy, and fucking mine,” he growls.

I watch him lower himself on his knees and bury his face in my crotch, inhaling deeply. A big mountain of a man at my feet. Then he licks a stripe up my soaked panties, from my entrance all the way to the top, his nose pushing into my mound, his aquamarine eyes locked on mine.

“Fucking amazing. You’re gonna fucking kill me, Ashley. And I will die the happiest man in the world.”

He sucks my juices through the lace of my underwear.

“I want to taste you. I can’t wait any longer. I need my first and last meal every day to be your pussy. Please, honey, can I?”

I can only nod, lost in his blazing gaze, his mad words, his untamed hunger.

“Thank you, baby. I promise I’ll be good. I’ll make you come so hard, honey.”

Jackson hooks his thumbs inside the elastic of my underwear and gently tugs them down my thighs. The contrast between his strength, the force of his desire, and his gentleness, making my heart swell. He leans back and pulls them off, along with my boots and socks. I’m now completely naked in front of him. My thighs are spread wide, and he’s still fully clothed, kneeling in front of me, his massive, muscular body between my legs, his powerful hands wrapped around my calves. A fucking sight to behold.

He licks his full lips, staring at my dripping, bare pussy with wild eyes. I feel heat rise through my chest, climb up my neck and spread over my cheeks.

“You’re so beautiful, Ash. The most beautiful woman. Look at this gorgeous pussy. It’s so wet, so pink. Your scent is making me crazy, honey. I can’t wait to drink from you. Fuck, your clit. I want it. I wanna lick and suck on it. I bet I can make you squirt, baby.”

He lowers his head and sucks on the little bud. My body bows, my fingers clawing at the exam table, and I scream, the orgasm taking me by surprise.

Jackson growls and buries his face in my pussy, lapping and sucking, eating me through the waves of pleasure. He pushes his tongue inside me, his nose rubbing on my clit.

Four

Jackson

I lick my lips, savoring the taste of her sweet honey. Now that my hunger for my girl is satiated for a moment, I need to focus back on her potential issue.

I stand back up and cup the back of her neck, threading my fingers through her soft curls. I press a quick kiss on her plump mouth, unable to resist sliding my tongue between her lips, sharing the amazing taste of her. Then, I rest my forehead on hers and ask gently, “are you pregnant, baby? Is that why you’re lactating?”

I cup her full breasts and rub the calloused pads of my thumbs on her erect, dark nipples. Her milk drips on my fingers. Fuck! I lick my lips. I want to drink from her. Lick and suckle her tits. Fucking savor the magical liquid her body is producing. Unable to resist, I lean over and take a nipple in my mouth, feeling the hard bud on my tongue, her sweet milk dripping into my mouth. Fuck, it tastes fucking amazing… better than in my wildest dreams. I can’t help but squeeze her full, round tit, drinking like a starved infant. Ash’s loud moan hits me directlyinto my balls, breaking my trance. I muster all my self-control to detach my mouth from her, making a loud, wet pop. Fuck. The way she smells, sweet and flowery, how good she feels in my arms, the taste of her honey and milk. I’m fucking gone for this girl. Even more than I thought.

I look her straight in the eye. “It wouldn’t change anything if you’re pregnant, sweetheart. I’ll take care of you and the baby. It will beourbaby.”

“Oh, Jackson,” she whispers, cupping the side of my face in her small hand.

“I promise, baby. I’ve always wanted you.”

“You have?”

“Yes, baby. You’re the one. But first, we need to know if you’re pregnant or if this is something else.”

She swallows hard. Her gorgeous throat working. “I… I took some herbs.”

What?…

“They… they’re natural. They said there were side effects, but I didn’t think… I… I wanted my boobs to be bigger. I saw this ad… and… I was supposed to stop taking the herbs after two weeks, but I was scared I would go back to my normal size,” Ashley rambles nervously.

Oh… Ooh!

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