Disha lay there, her chest heaving, her breasts still leaking milk, her body feeling like it had been electrified. But as the intensity faded, the hunger returned. The orgasm had relieved the pressure, but it hadn't satisfied the deep, aching need for him.
"I... I still want you," she whispered, her voice hoarse. "I know we can't... but I need to feel your cock."




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