Just Another Day on the Farm
Faint and content, blanca's breathing wafted upwards from the bench at the milking machine where the last few bits of her milk were eased out from her tingling breasts and her skirt still laid draped up to show her puffy lips, soaked after orgasm.
Milked Up (TF Story)
Even for this crazy milking machine, though, there was an upper limit; the amount of milk that could actually be stored in that tanker around back!
Becoming a Good Boy, Part Five
There were plenty of **worse** ways to wake up than having something thrown at your face, but until Anthony knew what had landed on his still-sleeping body, he found it to be quite the rude awakening. Blinking his eyes open proved difficult with...
Tiny Problems (Vore Story)
The goat was surprised at how much milk he had managed to produce in so little time, but he wasn't complaining, the more milk there was, the more pleasure for him!
The Harvesting Facility
Of course the doctor would be aroused by milking men, that's why they hired him. it would be hard to convince someone like that that he didn't want to be milked dry once every other day. especially since his cock was hardening the longer he was here.
World of Warcraft Bustyman Tactics Guide: Raid Bosses
**milk barrage** - below 50% health, this replaces malchezaar's milk shot, choosing 5 random raid members to target instead of 1. 10 second cooldown.
The Secret of Hoyt's Farm : Chapter 4
Each of the hoses began to fill quickly with her uniquely gold colored milk, and she let out a little sigh.
Restitution
Her breasts were plump and tight, full of life-giving milk yet with no young to feed. they were tender and sore, further fueling rebecca's hatred of the strange red headed woman. she needed to be milked but was impossible with her misshapen hands.
Nebraskan Corn/Milk Challenge
"the milk and the smell of corn combined is making me a bit... nauseous." "c'mon. you only have a little bit left." tommy says. "you can do this. just suck it up and get this last bit of milk." "ok. i'll try."
Cowgirl City Chapter 3- Shopping with the Herd
The customer girls who were salivating before were almost frantic now as cookie began to milk herself into the pitcher. "cookies and milk, of course."
The Exchange 1: Entwinement
The liquid that she drew away tasted over-sweet, like a melon's nectar or coconut milk. her stomach responded viscerally, stirring as she tasted the plentiful sugars.
A Simple Farm Girl
She stood, unhooking herself and hanging up the pumps, someone else took care of the milk she produced, like every female bovine of her age.