Edda knelt on the bed, infront of Aiden on the grand bed, her lush autumn-red hair cascading over her shoulders like molten fire in the candlelight.
She was completely naked, her full, heavy breasts swaying gently with each breath, the right nipple already pert and leaking a thin bead of warm milk, the left one still tucked away in its soft, inverted folds. Her mossy violet eyes gazed up at him with that perfect mix of shyness and devotion, cheeks flushed deep rose.
Aiden knelt before her, thighs spread, his thick cock standing rigid and glistening from her attentions. He rested one hand gently on the top of her head, thumb stroking her temple.
"Take with your mouth, my love," he murmured. "Just like yesterday. Just like every day since you learned how much I adore this mouth... and these boobs."
Edda’s lips parted on a soft, trembling exhale. "Y-Young Heart... you always make feel so... wanted." Her voice was husky, thick with need. She leaned forward, wrapping both hands around the base of his shaft—her fingers couldn’t quite et—and guided the swollen head to her full lips.
She kissed the tip first, reverent, almost worshipful, then parted her lips wider and took him inside.
"Mmmph..." A low, contented hum vibrated around his length as she sucked gently, tongue swirling slow circles over the sensitive underside. Her cheeks hollowed with the first real pull, drawing a deep groan from Aiden’s throat.
"That’s it... good girl..." he praised, fingers threading deeper into her hair.
Edda moaned softly around him—"Mmm~... Young Heart... so thick... filling my mouth already... hnn~"—and began to bob, taking him deeper with each pass. Saliva glistened on her chin; she didn’t care. She loved the ssy intimacy of it, loved how his hips twitched forward whenever she swallowed around the head.
After several long, wet strokes she pulled off with a lewd pop, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his cock. Breathing hard, she cupped her massive breasts and lifted them, pressing the soft, warm flesh around his shaft until he was completely enveloped in creamy cleavage.
"Look... Young Heart... your cock... between my tits... just like you love..." she whispered, voice shaking with arousal. A fresh trickle of milk leaked from her right nipple, sliding down the inner curve of her breast and lubricating the tight channel she’d created.
Aiden hissed through his teeth. "Fuck, Edda... you’re perfect."
She began to move—slow at first, sliding her breasts up and down his length, letting the slick mix of her saliva and leaking milk ease the glide. Her heavy tits jiggled with every motion, nipples brushing against his lower abdon on each upward stroke.
"Ahh~... Young Heart... it’s so hot... throbbing so hard between them... mmm~!" Edda’s own arousal was dripping steadily now, slick trails running down her inner thighs. She sped up, squeezing her breasts tighter, fucking him with her cleavage while staring up into his eyes. "Do you like it...? When your older wife uses her big milky tits on you... hnn~... like this...?"
"Love it," he growled. "Keep going. Milk with those gorgeous boobs."
Edda whimpered—"Y-Yes... Young Heart... I’ll milk you... ahhn~!"—and leaned forward, taking the head of his cock back into her mouth while still sliding her tits up and down the shaft. The combination was devastating: warm, wet mouth sucking the tip while soft, heavy breasts massaged the length.
Aiden’s breathing grew ragged. "Close... Edda... fuck—gonna cum—"
She moaned around him—"Mmmph~! Give it to ... please... fill my mouth... Young Heart... ahh~!"—and sucked harder, tongue flicking frantically under the head.
He ca with a guttural groan, hips jerking. Thick, hot ropes flooded her mouth; Edda swallowed greedily, throat working, but so still escaped the corners of her lips, dripping down her chin and onto her breasts.
"Mmm~... mmm~... so much... so good... hnn~..." She kept sucking gently through his release, milking every last drop until he shuddered and stilled.
When he finally pulled free, Edda licked her swollen lips, eyes glassy with lust. Without a word she lifted her left breast—the one with the inverted nipple—and offered it to him like a gift.
"Inside again... Young Heart... please... I need to feel you... there... ahhn~..."
Aiden’s cock, still hard and slick, twitched at the sight. He shifted closer, aligning the glistening head with the soft, half-lidded folds of her inverted nipple.
"Relax for , love," he murmured, pressing forward.
The mont the tip breached the tight, slick entrance Edda’s entire body jolted.
"Ahhh~! Young Heart... y-yes... going in... stretching my nipple... oh gods... hnn~ hnn~!" Her voice cracked into high, needy whimpers as he sank deeper—slowly, deliberately—feeling the unique, warm, velvety channel yield around him. It was impossibly tight, slick with her own creamy fluid, and so deep it felt like he was fucking straight into the core of her breast.
Edda’s head fell back, red hair spilling across the cushion. "So deep... Young Heart... you’re... you’re all the way inside my breast... aaaahn~! It’s... it’s too good... every day... better... mmm~!"
Aiden began to thrust—gentle rolls at first, letting her adjust, then harder, deeper, watching in awe as her breast deford slightly around his invading cock. Milk sprayed in erratic bursts from her right nipple with every stroke, splattering across her chest and his abdon.
"Ahh~ ahh~! Fucking my nipple... Young Heart... my poor sensitive nipple... nnngh~! Don’t stop... please... deeper... aaaahn~!"
He gripped her breast with both hands, squeezing rhythmically in ti with his thrusts, milking her while he fucked the other. Edda’s moans turned raw and desperate.
"Young Heart—oh god—hitting it—hitting the deepest part—aaaah~! My nipple... cumming from my nipple—hnn~ hnn~ hnn~!"
Her whole body shook as a strange, intense orgasm tore through her—originating from deep inside her breast, radiating outward until her pussy clenched on nothing and fresh slick poured down her thighs.
Aiden groaned, thrusts turning erratic. "Gonna fill you... right here... inside your beautiful boobs..."
"Yes—yes—fill it—Young Heart—cum inside my nipple—aaaahn~!" Edda begged, fingers digging into his thighs.
He buried himself to the hilt and erupted—hot, thick spurts flooding the tight channel of her inverted nipple. Edda scread in bliss, body convulsing again as another wave crashed over her.
"Aaaaahhh~! Hot... so hot inside... Young Heart’s cum... in my boobs... oh gods... mmm~ mmm~! Overflowing... leaking... nnngh~!"
When he finally pulled out, a thick stream of white mixed with her clear breast fluid poured from the stretched opening, dripping down the curve of her tit and pooling on her stomach.
Edda panted, trembling, but already reaching for him. "More... Young Heart... please... my pussy... I need you inside ... ahhn~..."
Aiden lifted her effortlessly—her mature, voluptuous body cradled against his chest—and laid her on her back in the center of the bed. Her legs fell open imdiately, revealing her swollen, dripping folds.
He settled between her thighs, cock still rock-hard and glistening. "Legs around , love. Hold on."
Edda wrapped her thighs around his waist, heels digging into his lower back. "Yes... Young Heart... take ... please... fuck your older wife... rcilessly... ahh~!"
He thrust in one brutal stroke, burying himself balls-deep.
"AAAAHHH~!" Edda’s back arched off the mattress, breasts bouncing wildly. "So big—filling —hitting my womb—oh gods—Young Heart—yes—yes—harder—nnngh~!"
Aiden set a punishing pace—long, deep strokes that slapped wetly against her with every plunge. He leaned down, capturing her mouth in a hungry kiss, tongues tangling while he pounded into her.
"Mmmph~! Mmm~! Young Heart... kissing ... while you wreck ... hnn~!" Edda moaned into his mouth, nails raking down his back.
He broke the kiss to attack her neck—biting, sucking, leaving dark love bites across her pale skin. "Mine," he growled against her throat. "All mine."
"Yes—yours—always—ahhn~! Mark —bite —Young Heart—aaaah~!"
His mouth found her right nipple next. He latched on hard, sucking with rhythmic pulls that drew warm milk into his mouth in sweet spurts.
Edda keened—"Ohhh~! Drinking my milk—while you fuck —nnngh~! Suck harder—please—milk dry—aaaahn~!"
He obliged, hollowing his cheeks, swallowing greedily while his hips never slowed. His free hand found her left breast—the inverted one still leaking his cum—and he slid two fingers into the slick, stretched opening.
"Ahhh~! Fingers... inside my nipple... again—Young Heart—you’re fingering my boob—while you fuck my pussy—oh gods—too much—hnn~ hnn~ hnn~!"
The triple sensation—cock slamming her womb, mouth drinking her milk, fingers thrusting into her sensitive nipple—pushed Edda over the edge.
"I’m cumming—Young Heart—cumming so hard—aaaahhh~! My pussy—my nipple—everything—nnngh~! AHN~ AHN~ AHN~!"
Her walls clamped down like a vice, milking him frantically. Milk sprayed in arcs from her right nipple; slick gushed around his cock. Aiden fucked her straight through it—harder—deeper—chasing his own release.
"Gonna fill you," he snarled against her breast. "Gonna flood your womb."
"Yes—please—breed —Young Heart—fill your wife—aaaahn~! Pump full—oh gods—cum inside—nnngh~!"
With a final, bone-rattling thrust he buried himself and ca—thick, scalding ropes painting her depths, overflowing imdiately, dripping down her ass and soaking the sheets.
"AAAAAHHH~! Hot—Young Heart’s cum—inside my womb—so much—filling —ohhh~ mmm~! I love you—love you—Young Heart—aaaahn~!"
Edda shuddered through another orgasm, clinging to him as aftershocks rolled through her. When the last pulse faded, Aiden stayed buried inside her, letting her feel every twitch.
He kissed her softly now—forehead, eyelids, cheeks—then her swollen, bitten lips.
"You’re incredible, Edda," he whispered. "My perfect, beautiful love."
She smiled through tears of bliss, arms wrapping around his neck. "And you’re... everything... Young Heart... my everything... mmm~..."
They stayed like that—joined, tangled, breathing each other in—until her breathing slowed into soft, contented sighs.
Aiden pressed one last kiss to her milk-sared breast.
"Sleep now, my heart."
Edda humd sleepily, already drifting. "Stay inside ... please... want to feel you... ahh~..."
He smiled against her skin.
"Always.
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END OF Chapter : 244 : MILKING A MILF!
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