Elena did not wait another second. She leaned her face in and put her warm lips around my right nipple. She sucked soft at first, like she was testing it. Oh God, the feeling was like nothing I ever knew. Milk rushed out into her mouth, and she swallowed it down, her tongue moving quick over the tip of my nipple. A sharp jolt of pleasure shot right from my tit down to my pussy, making the lips there clench tight.

Beatrice watched for just a moment, then she bent down and took my left tit into her mouth. Her sucking was harder, more needy, like she could not get...