He grunted as his fist clenched tightly. The sensation was intense. It took every ounce of his willpower, and another mental image of Mrs. Karen's fat, disfigured body, to keep from exploding his stuff down her throat.
"Just like that." Vogue gasped. "Don't chew. Just… make your mouth a vacuum and suck from the tip to the end."
Claire frowned and removed her lips. "Isn't that too much trouble for a slightly sweet milk?"
"Yeah, that's why it's so expensive to get," Vogue cleared his throat and explained with a serious expression in his face.
"You can barely see it in the supermarket to buy."
Claire tilted her head in thought but then nodded, accepting this ridiculous explanation.
She did as she was told, wrapped her mouth around Vogue's tip creating a tight seal with her mouth and started suck hard.
Then suddenly, her tongue started to swirl playfully around his head.
