"Let me drink it all. Yoshisan, give me your 'life essence'."
With those words—Sayo's lips slowly touched his.
Chu... mm, ju... jurlurl... chupo...
The wet sounds echoed through the quiet bathhouse. Her mouth enveloped his warmth, soft yet ravenous. Her tongue slowly traced spirals, and each time her lips sucked him to the base—
"Haaah... ahh... nnn... mmm..." ♥"
Pyuu, pyururu...
Her nipples quivered and milk gushed from her breasts. As if responding to his arousal, Sayo's breasts swelled and grew hot. Spurting streams of milky-white liquid.
"Nn... No, don't look. My milk is coming out so much."
Yet her mouth never stopped.
Gokun, gokun.
With each suck, their tongues tangled and their saliva, love juices, and milk mixed together.
And then, from between her thighs: Drip... drip...
A transparent honey trailed down her thighs and dissolved into the hot water.
"Yoshisan's taste...So hot, so thick. It makes me so happy. I... I'm dripping from down there, too."
Squelch... Pichaa... Drip...
From her nipples. From deep inside her core.
Two springs dripped endlessly in time with his pleasure, melting together.
All of it mingled in the water, Sweet and lewd, they blended into one.
Chupo, juru, juju...
Each time her mouth sucked, his hips trembled.
Sayo's nipples twitched—"kyun—" spurting yet another drop.
"Yoshisan, let me suck more...With my mouth. I'll love all of you."
"...It's so hot..."
After pulling her lips away, Saya looked down at his cock, her cheeks still flushed crimson.
Her eyes shimmered with a mix of shame and pleasure as her tongue flicked out to catch a droplet that had dripped from the corner of her lips.
Slurp.
At that moment, her nipples suddenly spurted milk.
"Nn..." Again. Every time I put Yoshi-san's cock in my mouth, my breasts get all worked up."
Then, she slowly sank to her knees. Her voluptuous breasts swayed beneath the water's surface as she pressed closer.
"Next, will you let these breasts make you feel good?"
Before he could answer, they enveloped him.
Schlick, squelch, glorp, slurp.
They were no longer just breasts. They were a spring overflowing with hot milk and melting flesh—slick and soft.
The moment his cock was trapped between them, pleasure surged through him so intensely that his hips nearly lifted on their own.
"God, so soft, so slippery!"
"Hehe, my milk's coming out so much. I'll make sure Yoshi-san's all wet..."
She rocked them. Up and down, slowly and deliberately, squeezing him as if she were milking him dry.
Squelch, schluurp, plip, squish.
The thick liquid dripping from her nipples trickled down his length, coating the valley between her breasts in white slickness. Each lewd sound amplified the wet, sticky rhythm.
"Does it feel good? My breasts are all wet for you, Yoshi-san. Dripping so much... Look..."
The moment her fingers brushed her own nipple, Splurt, squirt, splish! Sweet milk sprayed from her chest, splattering across Yoshi's stomach, chest, and throbbing member.
"If you're close, tell me. I'll milk you dry with my breasts."