Julie whimpered at my words, but Lucy looked horrified.
"Alex, it’s so gross..." Lucy muttered, unable to look away as the container slowly filled with her sister’s warm milk.
I chuckled softly. "It’s so tasty, Lucy. What do you an?"
I moved my head around Julie’s body, leaned down, and captured one of her leaking nipples into my mouth. I sucked on it greedily, drawing out a strong, warm stream of her sweet breast milk. Julie gasped loudly, her hand instinctively going to the back of my head as I drank from her.
"Mmm..." I moaned against her breast, sucking harder, swallowing her rich milk while my other hand continued squeezing her other tit, making more milk drip into the container Nadia held.
Nadia watched with lust-filled eyes, clearly turned on by the depraved sight. Lucy stood there stunned, her thighs pressed together as she tried to process her cousin drinking milk straight from her sister’s breasts.
After milking Julie for a good while, the glass container was nearly full, brimming with her warm, fresh breast milk. Her massive tits had been thoroughly drained, though they still looked full and heavy.
"Is that enough, Nadia?" I asked, still gently kneading Julie’s soft breasts.
"Yes, Sir. It’s enough," Nadia replied obediently. She carefully took the container and carried it to the kitchen area to prepare our breakfast.
"Good," I said, finally releasing Julie’s breasts. I stood up from the bed and moved to stand directly in front of her.
Julie looked up at , her face flushed with embarrassnt and lingering arousal. Her chest was glistening with streaks of her own milk, her nipples still leaking slightly.
"Alex... you are such a naughty brother," she whispered, her voice soft and shy as she looked up at .
"Yeah, sis," I replied with a smirk.
I leaned down and ran my tongue slowly across her breasts, licking up the excess warm milk from her soft skin and deep cleavage. I took my ti, savoring the sweet taste of her milk as I cleaned her thoroughly with my tongue.
Julie shivered and let out a soft moan, her hand lightly resting on the back of my head as I licked her clean.
Once I was satisfied, I straightened up and wiped my lips with the back of my hand.
"Why don’t you take a shower, sis?" I suggested. "Nadia will be making us breakfast soon."
Julie nodded shyly, still sitting on the edge of the bed with her breasts exposed and glistening. She looked a little dazed from the intense experience as she slowly stood up and headed toward the bathroom.
Julie headed off to take a shower, still looking a little flushed and dazed from what had just happened. Lucy and I stayed in the bedroom and changed into fresh clothes.
I slipped on a comfortable black shirt and pants while Lucy put on her clothes.
"We’ll be leaving after breakfast, Alex," Lucy said as she finished adjusting her clothes, her voice soft but firm.
I walked over to her and placed my hands on her hips, pulling her gently against .
"Why, sis? I thought you’d be hanging around for a couple more days," I said, my fingers tracing the curve of her waist.
Lucy sighed, leaning into my touch for a mont before answering.
"I know, Alex... but you know how it is. Julie’s son can’t stay away from his mom for too long. Her husband called earlier, asking when she’ll be back. She needs to go ho."
"Yeah, I understand," I replied, nodding. I wasn’t particularly sad about it. I still had Nadia to keep company, and I needed to et Aria at college later. She had been calling and texting nonstop, I had put my phone on silent to avoid the constant buzzing.
Even though Lucy and Julie were leaving, the day still felt full of possibilities. Nadia was now officially under my roof, ready to serve however I wanted. And Aria was waiting for , completely unaware of everything that had happened.
I thought I should text Aria so she wouldn’t get too worried. I picked up my phone from the small table where I had left it earlier when I entered the room with Nadia.
I quickly typed: "I’ll be there soon, baby."
She saw the ssage almost imdiately. I could imagine her frowning at the screen, probably a little mad that I had disappeared for so long without explanation. But I didn’t care. I had things to do, and right now, those things were far more enjoyable.
A few minutes later, Julie stepped out of the bathroom, looking fresh and clean. She had wrapped a white towel around her body, but it barely contained her massive breasts, the soft upper swells spilling out generously. Droplets of water still clung to her skin, making her look incredibly tempting.
At the sa ti, Nadia finished preparing breakfast. She ca over carrying a tray with four mugs of fresh coffee, made with Julie’s warm breast milk, and a plate of neatly sliced bread with so butter and jam on the side.
"Your breakfast is ready, Sir," Nadia said softly, setting the tray down on the small table in the bedroom. She stood there obediently in just towel, waiting for further instructions.
"Thanks, Nadia," I said, admiring how natural she looked serving like this.
"Why don’t you get a shirt from my drawer?" I said to Nadia.
"Yes, Sir," Nadia replied obediently.
She walked over to my dresser, her thick ass swaying with every step. She opened the drawer and pulled out an oversized black shirt. She slipped it on, and the fabric stretched tightly over her mature, voluptuous figure.
The hem barely reached the top of her thighs, leaving her thick, smooth legs and the lower curve of her ass exposed. She looked incredibly hot, like a sexy, well-used housewife who had just been claid.
"Let’s eat breakfast," I said.
We all gathered around the small table. I took a seat, and the three won joined . Nadia had prepared coffee using Julie’s fresh breast milk, and the mugs were steaming gently. Sliced bread with butter and jam sat on the side.
Lucy hesitated for a second, still visibly uncomfortable with the idea of drinking coffee made from her sister’s milk, but after a mont she picked up a mug anyway. She had clearly started getting used to the depraved reality of my life.
I took a slow sip, savoring the rich, slightly sweet taste of Julie’s milk mixed into the coffee. It was warm and creamy.
As we were enjoying breakfast, my phone buzzed. I thought it was Aria, but it was Michael.
"Dude, you are in big trouble. Mrs. Claire is so angry. Co quick."
What the hell happened?
I frowned, staring at the screen. I had no idea what I had done to piss off Mrs. Claire. But whatever it was, I was confident I could handle it. I always could when it ca to her. Still, the urgency in Michael’s text made a little uneasy.
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