September's Tits

Chapter 192: September's Tits

The beast opened up its month. 

He stuck his long tongue out of his mouth. It had been a couple of days since the last time he was fed by his Queen, September. Even long before he could touch her tits with his tongue, the witch grew so excited and wet that she began producing a huge amount of milk. The milk dripped out at the tip of her thick nipples. With her having lost her pair of jack-o-lantern armored breastplates a long time ago because of the swine monster, her tits had been exposed to the fresh air for so long that she felt like they could finally breathe. 

Something she hadn't felt in a long time, especially in public like this in a region that wasn't close to the Autumn Tower at all. The fact that her breasts were able to breathe like this and to move around as much they wished during the sex act she was currently in the middle of with her fierce knight, also made it possible for her milk to be thriving a bit better from the comfort of the interior of her boobs. The milk was being produced at such a high pace that she would probably need more than one mouth or many, many bottles to collect all the delicious milk she had coming. Junk didn't necessarily have the smallest mouth in the world. To the contrary, he was well-equipped to make it work and to collect as much milk as possible to consume it. So, without hesitation, still at the same time as he continued to come in and out of her pussy, blasting it, he proceeded to lick her right nipple. Immediately gather the dripping milk. He took the time to lick her entire breast before eventually sucking on it. 

The cherry smell and strawberry taste alone of her boob was more than enough to make him go crazy. He was salivating at the mouth as he sucked on it and made his tongue swirl around her nipples. The hyper sensitivity of her nipples triggered her so much that she didn't even need to be pleasured too much to be sent into a crescendo of micro-orgasms, which helped her produce much more milk. So, with the savage and berserker approach of the Minotaur, it made that even worse for her. Or better. Probably better. The point was: The demon knight was going overkill with her, and that wasn't exactly something that she was against. She didn't mention anything out loud about him needing to go at it even harsher and harder, but quite honestly, if he did, she wouldn't mind it. 

She wouldn't stop him. Never. Although, her moaning intensified as he sucked on her right nipple and drank her delicious milk. The Minotaur's mouth was completely filled up by her milk. At first, he was even having a hard time feeling with such a considerable amount of milk. There was a short period of adjustment since it had been a few days between feeding sessions, but everything was coming back to him. Soon enough, he was able to swallow and consume liters and liters of her precious mana milk, leaving more room to enter his mouth. 

It was like a chain. It was never ending. Her ultra-sensitive clitoris was also on fire, just as her nipples were. Every time Junk came out of her pussy and raged back into her, her clitoris was already rubbed against as he re-inserted his glans inside of her. It wasn't something that the Minotaur was doing on purpose, but it did happen, nonetheless. 

"Can you do the other one, too, Junk? Can you?" the former Witch Queen demanded to him while moaning. Begging him to give as much love and appreciation to the other one as he did for the nipple he had inside of his month. Now, the breast he was sucking on was not about to run out of milk anytime soon, so there was no real good reason to abandon ship for the other one. But at the same time, he clearly understood that her other boob was more likely itching for some kind of action. So, he sucked and drank everything he possibly could out of the right nipple he had inside of his mouth, pulled it out, and made the switch. 

He first began by licking the tip of her nipple, tasting the milk there, too. The milk tasted as great as from the other nipple, if not better, even for some reason. Perhaps it was the freshness of it. Perhaps it was the experience of switching things up and to taste milk from a different source, without being a different source altogether. He didn't exactly know. But he did know that it tasted remarkable, and it made his cock even larger and harder. He wrapped his mouth around her left breast and shoved her left nipple deep down his mouth. September moaned even louder as he switched nipples. This was definitely something that she had been missing. Her two nipples sucked on. Her two boobs were getting enough love. It was only logical that she could be wishing for something like that. 

Eventually, the Minotaur even toyed around with the idea of softly biting down on her nipple. This caused her to moan the loudest. He didn't hurt her. He would never hurt her. She knew that she had nothing to fear, but also she felt like she was in a risky position at the mouth. The beast had never been let out, unleashed on her to this degree. She had no idea what to think. She had no idea what to anticipate. Perhaps it was better not to anticipate anything at the moment in time. Meanwhile, the electric apparition of Lord Monsoon was still having a tough time dealing with his regeneration. So far, it didn't work as planned and the fact that Junk had turned things around by having sex with his Witch Queen, replacing the swine creature, made this even worse for him. The champion of the Witch Queen blocked the evil overlord. Interrupted. Stopped him in his domination of the spell caster.

"Junk! I believe I am going to come again!" the witch said.

"My powers… I'm weakening… You fool… You are going to pay for this…" Lord Monsoon couldn't heal himself. He couldn't regenerate his own eyes. 

"You impressed already? I am just getting started," the Minotaur replied to him.