My eyes widened as I tried to get myself away from him. “Aren't you getting excited,” he growled in excitement and carried me to the glass wall that had the view of the street… worse, it was transparent. “Perhaps if you act like a good slut, we could go back in.” he pressed the phone to my ear.

He pressed me against the glass wall, my milk sliding down the glass as he thrust into me possessively. “Fuck, daddy… slower.” I whimpered, trying to catch my breath.

He chuckled darkly, one hand squeezing my breasts, forcing the milk to spray out. “You can take it baby, this pussy is mine...