Camila and Nina, electrified by the thought of being milked next, couldn't contain their excitement.
They scrambled forward on all fours, their movements frantic yet sultry—Camila's plump tits swaying heavily, creamy droplets splattering the stone in a teasing trall, Nina's firmer breasts jiggling sensuously, thick rivulets streaming from her purple nipples—rushing toward Kafka with desperate, lust-soaked pleas spilling from their lips.
"Kafka, please—milk me first!♡~" Camila cried, her voice a sultry, pleading whine as she nudged closer, her ass wiggling provocatively, milk dripping faster from her swollen nipples. "I'm so fucking full for you—my tits are aching, begging for your hands to squeeze me dry—don't make me wait!♡~"
