It tasted similar to cow’s milk.I then removed my mouth, and milk flowed out of her right nipple. I put a utensil under it. I did the same with her ...eft boob, and milk soon came out from it. Every time it stops flowing, I have to suck that nipple and press the boob.In 40-45 minutes, all swelling was reduced. Her milk has filled that whole utensil, and I also drank a lot of milk directly. I asked her what to do with this milk. She asked me to store it in the fridge and said she would use it like. “Heated”“Flushed”Vaguely wondering if the other passengers noticed my cheeks redden, heard my panting, could see me squirming as I gently rocked in my seat, helpless to do anything about it. My body felt hot and my pussy started to throb, eyes glazing as I battled to remain still. I replied uneasily about the next station being mine, needing not to miss it, concerned that I might not be able to walk off the train.“You could you know. You know you could”“Quietly in your corner”“Finger trapped. I came home then and found him on the couch, but the picture was gone. “Hey sweetie, how you doing?” I asked as I sat down with him. He seemed OK, he wasn't nervous or anything like that. “Well fine I guess, how has your day been?” Will asked. “Good, anything sound good for dinner?” I asked. “Pizza,” Will replied. “OK cool, I'll order it soon, and just curious, is there anything else you wanna talk about sweetheart?” I asked. It was a shot in the dark, but I thought I'd try it. He pulled out. You looked down into the crowd from above. You spotted her come out of a department store.The first place she visited was an eye-glass store. You knew she had glasses she needed to read. They made her look hot. She refused to get contacts, as they hurt her eyes. She came out with a small bag.The second place she went was a purse store. Typical Morgan. You didn't see what she bought.The third place was weird. She went to “Hot Topic” of all places. That was strange. She came out with several.