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Milk U Later - An Adult Story

... brown hinges keeping her bra from exploding off her body. I started to pull, tug, and wince as I tried to unhook her bra. After about a minute. I finally unhooked the first hinge. She breathed in, so I could unhook the rest of her bra. I quickly walked around the desk to sit back in the small wooden camo chair. I looked up to see Emma. She had her hands still on the front of her bra. She looked into my eyes. "Ready or not. Here it goes. I hope I can get more milk from my breast. There starting to hurt. I can feel them backing up." whispered Emma. I smiled. Slowly she removed her hands from the front of her breast. Her huge brown bra fell on her lap. Then it slowly moved down the front of her big thighs and long legs. It finally fell on the floor. I got out of my chair. I picked up her bra. I could feel how heavy and wet it was. I placed the bra next her left hip on the desk. "Thank you. That was nice of you. This isn't grossing you out or anything." said Emma. "No! It's very educational." I said. Next Emma put the suction cup on her left nipple. She started to pump her breast. I watched how her nipple opened at the tip, and shot the warm milk in the bottle. How could she drive and milk at the same time. I just shook my head. Emma smiled. "Does that feel better?" I said. "Yes! It feels so much better. I think its a big help in making my breast feel better. It can be a pain sometimes." said Emma. "Ever taken everything off? Are those jeans tight on you?" I said. "Once in a ...

... while I get totally naked. Its hard to do being so busy and making sure my husbands needs are put above mine." she said. "Do you produce more milk? Does it feel better? What are you feeling right now?" I said. Emma smiled. "I never really stop to think if it feels better or if I produce more milk. I really never get completely naked, when I used my pump." said Emma. "Maybe we should have an experiment. You do want to produce more milk and be stress free? Make more money? Am I right?" I said. "Yes! I do....What should I do than?" said Emma. "Well! This might sound crazy. But if I were you. I just slide my jeans off. Then you will be free of your clothes. I than think you can make more milk than you ever had." I said. "What??? I don't know Mr. Kelly. That seems very unusual. Your a total stranger and all." said Emma. "Mmmm....It was just a suggestion. I mean I'm sure it won't work. The more I think about it. Probably make you more backed up. I mean your already topless. you are wearing something underneath. I mean...What's a pair of jeans? Plus I thought we were friends. I was just trying to help." I said. Emma looked around the room. She then looked down at me sitting in the small chair. "You promise not to tell or get freaked out. I mean....If my husband ever found out. He might get really mad and divorce me. I don't want that. Don't laugh." said Emma. I smiled as she put down her breast pump on the desk. She slide her big ass off the edge of the desk. She then slowly unzipped ...