"How am I going to let you drink my milk." said Jen in between suckling herself.
"The same way that we always do it." said Susan, and Jen knew this was going to be bad.
"We just milk you like a cow."
Feeling a tingle through her body she climbed onto the table one all fours, letting her
breasts swing. The four girls grabbed a glass and placed it under Jen's breasts. Every
time the girls squeezed on her breasts she thought she might collapse from pleasure.
"stop moving around Jen, you've done this thousands of times before." Said Susan.
Jen still felt the pleasure but was surprised to find that she stayed still. After having their
share of milk, Jen climbed of the table and continued sucking her breasts. The bell for
next class went and she stood up, ready for her next class.
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After making it through he class with several orgasms, Jen made her way towards the
outside of the school, so she could sit down on a bench. Sitting on the cold, metal bench
made her pussy stick to it. Susan sat next to her and Jen thought of something.
"Why do I produce so much milk Susan?" asked Jen.