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Mark Krieg looked at his wife, who had the usual blushing cheeks when he was close to her. "What's on your mind," Mark asked his lovey-dovey wife. Ginger was giggling like a pervy teenager as he asked her this. "Oh, not too much. I want something exciting to do," she said. Mark skeptically looked at his wife, whose blush intensified. "I see. I can tell you want to make love," he said. Ginger comically put a hand over her cleavage and staged a gasp. "Me," she asked. Mark nodded as he watched his wife's legs quivering. "I know you're pregnant, but I understand if you would miss time with me in bed," he said while his hand caressed her belly. Ginger smiled at her husband, who knew exactly what she was feeling. "I do; parenthood's coming up for us," she said. Mark gulped as he considered life as a father. "It starts with the trash bags that smell like crap, then the school bullies, and finally- I will snap if I learn my son died," he thought. Ginger saw the conflicting thoughts that Mark began picturing.

"What's wrong," she asked. Mark heard her voice, returning him into reality from an infinite chain of events his mind simulated. "It's something inexplicable," he calmly said. Ginger hugged him with a comforting voice that spoke: "Mark, I'll keep our important son safe," she said. Mark hugged her back as they shared a kiss, but nothing that was too romantic. "Gin, you're the most important woman I could possibly marry," he said. Ginger lost her blush once the kiss was completed. "Thank you. I'm eternally thankful for the friendship we've turned to a marriage," she said. Mark gestured his wife to follow him from their room to the stairs. "We should have lunch," he said. Surprisingly, Ginger's blush was reprising as she considered something on her mind. "Yeah, I guess so," she said with a smirk. After traveling down the stairs, Mark and Ginger tried brainstorming for possible lunch ideas. The former got out a glass and poured some water into it. "Water has been essential in my life, so that might be to drink," thought Mark.

Ginger also tried to get water, but accidentally spilled a little around her white bra. "Oh, damn. I spilled water on my breasts by accident," she said. Mark curiously looked at his wife, who showed him where she spilled. It was like being in a wet t-shirt contest, but more intimate near her husband. "It was on my boobs and bra," she said. Mark saw the erecting nipples bulge in her bra, most likely from hidden sexual arousal. "Hmm... I wonder if there's a connection," he teased as he spilled more water on her wet mammaries. Ginger quietly gasped as her nipples kept on erecting. "Mark- I love this," she said. Mark smiled at his wife, who found this erotic. "I think we should dry those off," he said. Ginger heavily blushed as Mark took off her bra. "Yes; that bra should be washed well," she said. Mark then saw the milk pads in her bra, both of which the wettest components in her bra. "Gin, how much milk have you made," he asked. Ginger anxiously looked at Mark, who could see the wet milk pads.

"More than what I usually have made before this pregnancy," she said. Mark and Ginger, with similar thoughts, knew exactly what will happen next. Surprisingly, Ginger was gesturing Mark to put his mouth on her breast. "I don't know about you, but I would willfully let you have my breast milk. You see, I've heard of this thing called adult breastfeeding , and I would love to begin breastfeeding you a little frequently, even if I'm not undergoing pregnancy. This is because of a husband-wife bond I want to build through this motherly moment that I will appreciate," she said. Mark looked with many a mixed emotion at her, having not expected to let him suck her breasts, as this would be the first time during pregnancy. "You would want to breastfeed me, Gin," he inquired. Ginger nervously gave a nod to express her approval. "Yes. Think of the milk that will go to waste," she said. Mark sighed as he saw his wife's facial expression. "Please, Master," she inquired in an innocently sweet voice. Mark saw Ginger quietly raise her breasts with milk.

"Gin, I have not tried out adult breastfeeding in months, but I'll help you get used to breastfeeding someone," he said. Ginger helped Mark with the position of his mouth, as to let his mouth latch on her breast. "Come on, Sweetie," she playfully teased. Mark began suckling her left breast, which was known to have less breast milk than her right breast. "I feel lucky she's past the colostrum; its taste was not as good as this milk," he thought. Ginger got out a chair to start relaxing while she was breastfeeding. "Good boy. I love you with my heart and soul," she said. Mark could now see why his wife was persistent about adult breastfeeding... It was the pregnancy ending and the delivery date. "I see. She's practicing with me, because of who is on the way," he thought. Ginger felt Mark suckling harder as she kept lactating. "Oh~~," she groaned. Impressively, after about a full hour, Mark drank all of the milk from her breast. Ginger felt surprised by the hunger that he had. "I think one breast has no milk," she said.

Mark stopped suckling after the breast milk's flow stopped. "Well, I was already thirsty, but I feel even hungrier," he said. Ginger sighed as she quietly rose from the chair for a glass of well-deserved water. "I want to remain hydrated if you'll drain both breasts," she said. Mark blushed in embarrassment and began refilling his glass he just so happened to remember, whereas his wife's preference would be a fresh glass. "I know, but tell me when you need a break," he said. Ginger appreciated this advice from Mark, but soon felt her bladder preparing to let go. "Actually, I should urinate before resuming nursing," she said as she nervously went in the bathroom for urination. Mark sighed as he peacefully gazed out a window. "I don't know what changed her mind. Previously, she refused to share anything her breast made during this pregnancy, so I wasn't expecting this change," he thought. It was not long until his wife was exiting the well-maintained bathroom. Ginger looked with exhaustion at Mark. "I should have lunch," she said.

Mark got out some fruits for her to pick. "Which one do you feel like, Gin," he asked. Ginger licked her lips as she saw the strawberries. "Strawberries, Sweetie," she said to him. Mark put the rest back in the fridge and shared a strawberry basket with her. "You know, I'll have some as well," he said as his wife got a knife. Ginger cut up the strawberries and took out each of their leaves. "Now I'll wash them so they don't taste as dry," she thought. Once the strawberries were done being set up for the couple's lunch with one another, Ginger gestured Mark to suckle on her right breast. "This breast needs attention as well, Darling," she said. Mark nodded and continued suckling for the "mother's milk" once he latched on her breast. Ginger took a bite at one of the strawberries, which tasted heavenly for her mouth. "Mark, if you want to switch to strawberries, just tug on my panties, or near there," she said. Mark enjoyed strawberries with his wife, but he missed the adult breastfeeding, therefore continuing with the breast suckling. "I think I'll become addicted to this," he thought.

Eventually, within 5 minutes, he tugged on her under-garments to signal when he'll like to have some strawberries. Ginger helped with adjusting Mark's head as she placed the strawberry around his thin lips. Mark was surprised by the strawberry's taste, which he would consider above-average. "No wonder- these taste delicious this time," he thought. Ginger had a satisfied facial expression on her face, now that she had something nutritious to start with. "I should have more," she thought. Mark knew his wife was already a bit chubby, but this was the pregnancy's effects that make her feed for two, or even three for the ANR. "Gin, you don't need to go through the whole fridge," he teased. Ginger gave him a sarcastic laugh and went back to the fridge. "I know that, Mark," she said. Mark watched Ginger rummaging through the fridge with greed. "There is that cake," she said with a grin. Mark shook his head as his wife's mouth ate up the rich slice of cake with vanilla icing. "Are you sure you won't get sick," he asked.

Ginger shook her head in disbelief. "It's a meal for two, so it's not as bad," she said as she laid over the countertop. Mark began lowering his head as he then thought: "Of course; that slice of cake with vanilla icing. It's her best dish she makes." "Do you have more breast milk available," he asked. Ginger was just wiggling her butt, verifying that she did have breast milk for him. "Come and get some," she said. Mark groped his wife's right breast and teased it with exciting nibbles. Ginger heavily moaned from the stimulation his mouth gave. "Just suck me dry," she yelled. Mark changed his erotic nibbles to a gentle suckling. Ginger happily grinned while breastfeeding him. "Thank you. Sometimes, I love suckling my boobs, although this feels more arousing," she thought. Given the pregnancy and the preparations, Ginger was already off of work. "I'll have one male for each boob in a week," she said. Mark could overhear Ginger's joyful voice he could recognize. "Gin will be a MILF so soon," he thought.

Ginger patiently moaned at Mark, who was slowly suckling. "Take it slow, Mark," she said. It was another hour until Mark was done suckling. Ginger was exhausted from the sugar overload she had. "Oh, that cake I made for us... That was too much for me," she said. Mark tried refraining laughter, but his mouth gave in. (Laughs can be heard.) "You poor thing! Let's go take care of that," he said. Ginger can see that these laughs were too difficult to hold back, but she still felt very embarrassed. "Yeah, I'll magnesium to help me," she groaned as she held her expanded belly, particularly from the months of pregnancy. Mark watched Ginger hurrying up the stairs, due to the excessive fatigue in her mind. "Need some help with applying magnesium oil," he asked. Ginger looked from the upper staircase and said: "No thank you. I might be ill from the excessive sugar I had." Mark felt bad for her as he laid down at a couch. (He looks at the HDTV his wife bought for them.) "What can I do to help my wife's health," he thought.

Mark could hear Ginger suffering from the sugar overload, but he was not sure what to do yet. "I'm only 19 and am no doctor for all this," he thought. It felt hopeless for the teenage couple with a situation like this, so Mark used his phone for browsing medical help. (He sees a helpful article.) "May as well read this," he thought. After studying what he should do, Mark went upstairs with hopes of assisting his wife. (He sees her seductively laid on their bed.) "What the hell is this," he thought. "Ginger, what was wrong," he inquired. Ginger heavily breathed and then casually smirked at him. "It was the cake; I'm just too fat for it," she said. Mark shook his head as he hugged his wife. "Gin, the pregnancy boosted your big butt," he said. Ginger blushed as her arms attempted to hug him. "True, but I overall feel much bigger," she said. Mark grabbed his wife's big boobs and licked them with his tongue. Ginger could see this attention she craved from Mark, causing her to then get hornier. "We're just 19, so don't rush anything; I want you to have fun," she said.

Mark continued licking her big tits and shook them with his hands. Ginger moaned with ecstasy as her big boobs bounced. "I love you, Mark," she yelled. Mark saw his wife's facial expression from the erotic foreplay they had. "I've felt the same way for more than a year; since we met during Valentine's Day of last year," he said.