"Who told you my nickname?"
"Nobody, " said the cow-girl with a false expression of offense."It was me who created it!"
"Wait! Emilio?!"
"Bingo!"
The cow-girl did a mini-jump as she said it, making both her breasts and udder bounce.
" But... but... but... are you crazy?! Don't you know this is permanent?!"
"Oh, I know! And I expect the milking to be as good as it looked."
At these words she used her hands to pull on her breasts, looking down at them. Then she looked at Christian again.
"Speaking of that ... I promised a certain little pervert who loves big breasts a minimum of 5 liters of milk."
She put his hands on the tips of her breasts.
"Don't eat too much. I made dessert."