Ling panted as she came down from her orgasm. It was the best, most free wave of pleasure she'd ever experienced. She sneered at the shame that threatened to return with the haze of lust now gone, questioning what it had ever done for her.
She lifted the creamy glass of milk to her lips and drank the fattening liquid. It was refreshing, and a renewed flood of energy filled her. With enough milk she could sit in the cafe and masturbate all day.
When she placed the glass back on the table, Caroline was there, her top pulled down ready to provide a refill. Ling eyed the luscious tits, wishing she had a similar pair, and she reached out to caress the fleshy orb while Caroline milked herself.
'I'm sorry if I scared off your customers,' said Ling. She wasn't, her other hand was already caressing her bulging clit again, but it was the polite thing to say.
'Not at all. They quite enjoyed it, and have gone into the back to change into something more comfortable.'
Ling laughed. 'I could do with changing myself. My clothes are a mess!'
'Then take them off.'
'What if someone comes in?'
'I'll shut the shop. It's time I took my break anyways.'
Caroline walked over to the door and flipped the sign. She headed back to the counter, peeled her top over her head, and shimmied out of her skirt, leaving only her high heels on. A moment later, she sat down on the chair opposite Ling, the two-foot dildo gliding up her pussy, and Ling was mesmerised by the way the herm's shaft grew from its sheath until the flared tip was lost in the valley of cleavage above it.
Ling shook and let out a long moan. Caroline's lewd display was pushing her over the edge for a second time. Her shirt dampened further. Squelches sounded from her cunt as her juices fought to spray out from around the equine dildo.
She was a mess. Her clothes clung uncomfortably to her skin. She shook away her blazer and peeled off her blouse, tossing the rag into a corner. Only her bunched up skirt remained. She felt better.
Looking down, she noticed her nipples were fat and swollen. They were darker too, a deep brown against her caramel skin. White beads dripped gently down her front, and she ran a finger over a nipple to taste. Delicious! Not quite as creamy as Caroline's, though it was enough to remind her that there was another glass waiting for her.
She gulped it down. It rejuvenated her again. Her critoris bulged and swelled, distending from her body to demand her attention. Happy to comply, she wrapped her hand around it and stroked the fleshy growth like a small cock.
Caroline picked up the empty glass and placed it upside down over the flared tip of her beastly shaft. Thick cum spurted out, filling the glass with cream. It made a bit of a mess when she flipped the glass upright, half splattering over her, half remaining in the glass, but it was nothing her tongue couldn't clean. She placed the glass back on the table and pushed it towards a panting Ling.