Julie's breathing had grown heavier, her chest rising and falling as she watched me watch her lactate.
There was something incredibly intimate and taboo about the moment, my older cousin sister letting me squeeze milk from her breasts while she moaned softly from the mix of relief and pleasure.
"Do you feel better, sis?" I asked her, squeezing her heavy breast firmly and pinching the nipple so the milk came out properly in a warm, steady flow.
"Ahhh, yes Alex… keep doing that," she moaned, her nipple throbbing visibly under my touch as the pressure eased.
I moved on to the other breast, giving it the same rough treatment, squeezing it hard from the base and then pinching the nipple to make the milk leak out in thick beads that rolled down her soft skin.
"I wonder how it tastes," I said, still watching the white droplets form and trickle over the swell of her tit.
