Though her mind was awash in the throbbing, cramping pain of her father’s anal discipline, her tortured brain registered the huge surge of milk in the tubes beneath her that accompanied each brutal squeeze of her titty. Japanese sex Jenny was a very pretty girl, with a small round head and a stout pug nose flanked by piercing blue eyes. “You know what to do.”
Jenny started with her pale blue tank top, peeling it off her still moist body. Since she got her breasts two years ago, Jenny’s father had, through a drug cocktail administered to her titties once a month, been putting her generous chest to good use. He opened it, and pulled out a grey metal machine that she was all too familiar with. “I know baby, but this is a new formula. She dropped her backpack at the kitchen table as her father walked in. Jenny screamed, begged; sobbing uncontrollably, but it was
