Man, they were good. The men weren't exactly hung, but they were good anyway. John Carter stood and squeezed Claudia's breast, and a spray of milk came out in a fine mist. Holy shit! Tillman pumped faster. John put his lips on her now, clearly drinking from the breast. Across the room, Terry Carter stopped her partner and turned to lift one breast as though saying, "Are you thirsty?" Andy Adams wasted no time accepting her offered breast. It was time for their milk break.
Claudia Adams sat on her couch not five feet from Tillman with John Carter leaning in from the side to suckle. Tillman could clearly see her pussy, a swollen thing that looked as though it would smother a man's cock. There was milk leaking from her other tit, dripping onto her leg and running down into the comforter covering the couch.
"What you up to, you little sneak?" Sherona whispered suddenly in his ear. She grabbed his shoulders and held on so he couldn't turn or run away."
"Shit, you scared me," he said, lamely. Even after the fright, his cock was too hard to get back into his pants and doing so would be noticeable anyway.
"I wanted to," she said. "You should pay attention, boy. Cops will sneak up on you next."
"Go away, Sherona."
"What are you looking at?" Sherona asked, and then she leaned past him to peer through the window and make his humiliation complete.