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A special occasion was on its way: Mark's 21st birthday was soon. Ginger looked at her breasts in her bra, wondering what she would do with them. "Should Mark drink my milk, or should I pump it for the cake? Oh, I hope I'm producing enough milk for both," she thought. Mark was already asleep, but Ginger had to consider what she would do for him. "This is my husband, who is especially important to me," she quietly said to herself. Mark, who easily heard her voice, smiled as he kept sleeping peacefully. "I can hear that Gin's still up," he thought. Ginger saw Mark smiling in his sleep as she kissed his cheek. "12:16 PM; he'll be up the second he turns 21," she thought. Ginger put on a goldenrod gown as she crawled in the bed next to Mark. "Good night, sweet heart," she said. Again, Mark could be seen smiling in his sleep, but this time hugged his wife. When it was morning, both Mark and Ginger awoke by the time it was noon. Mark first got out of the bed they shared, but Ginger did not mind this, as her excitement could not be held back well.

"Happy Birthday, Sweetie," she said to her admired husband. Mark smiled when his wife acknowledged the special occasion. "Thanks, Gin. I'm glad you also remembered," he said. Ginger grinned as she presented a double electric breast pump to Mark. "If I make the cake, would you like to help," she asked. Mark gave a consensual nod as he walked out of the room. "Yes, I'll help you for a bit," he said. Ginger stepped out of the bedroom with her significant other as they began preparing for a luxurious cake. "To make the homemade cake feel different, I'd like to use my milk," she said. Mark's face had a surprised expression, as this was a rare chance. "Gin, why is that," he asked. "Consider my milk a gift to help out both you and your cake," said Ginger, who seductively blushed. In the kitchen, she made sure nobody possibly peeped from the windows, as to ensure privacy for the both of them. "Would you like to take my bra off this time," Ginger asked in a seductive tone of voice.

Mark's cheeks blushed as his head gave a nod. "Yes, I'll do that," he said. Mark nervously unhooked his wife's bra as she watched. "I won't bite, Dear," she teased. Mark cupped her breasts as his hands felt them, excited for spraying his wife's milk, but preferred to have most of the lactated milk pumped out first. "I am sure Ginger wants that anyway," he thought. Ginger helped hook up her electric breast pump she's been designing, as well as testing before mass production. "It's a new prototype; is that OK," she said as she set up the "horns". Mark nodded as his wife turned the prototype on. "I'm sure you'll enjoy a successful double electric breast pump," he said as their hands held her breasts. Surprisingly, it was just sub-50 seconds to completely fill the milk bottle. Mark and Ginger were both astonished by the double electric breast pump, which was turned off, courtesy of a set timer. "Ginger, I'm legitimately surprised... You've done well with your breasts and new pump," he said. Ginger blushed as she easily took off the "horns".

"I think I'll refrigerate the pumped milk," she said when Mark's hands went off of her prized breasts. She separated the milk bottle from her new prototype to refrigerate it. Luckily, the milk bottle had a cap to keep the milk sanitary for the cake. Once the milk's storage was completed, Ginger's hand was signaling Mark to come to her. "Would you like some of the spare milk my breasts and I have," she asked. Mark's cheeks heavily blushed once again, this time as he began suckling her left breast, but was signaled to stop suckling, due to his wife preferring the living room for the adult breastfeeding. "I feel more comfortable breastfeeding you in the living room," Ginger reminded. They went to the living room, where Ginger has an easier time when she would breastfeed her husband. Once again, nobody could possibly see from their windows, as each one's blinds were down, as with most window the house has been harboring.

Mark laid his head on his wife's lap as she sat on the love couch. "Now I'll feed you," Ginger happily said to him. She held his head to her breasts as he would begin suckling. Ginger felt arousal as Mark's mouth stimulated one breast at a time. "I've enjoyed breastfeeding him," she thought. Mark playfully tugged his wife's nipple with his teeth, which triggered an orgasm from her. "You naughty, erotic man," Ginger playfully teased to Mark. Luckily, the ejaculation was soaked by her thick jeans. Mark switched breasts as he was done with his wife's left breast. "I may spoil more of that appetite with fresh milk," he said to his wife. He licked her erecting nipple and tugged it as well, this time with his lips, which made Ginger squeal with excitement. "Oh, Mark! I'd love to cum more," she said. Mark blushed as he tugged on her sensitive nipple with his teeth; his wife was thrilled by this. "Oh, Mark! I would squirt so much at this rate," she shouted out of excitement.

One of the pair's next door neighbors, Chad Purrcision, heard Mark's wife and smiled out of his eagerness. "Sounds like Mark got her to squirt. Good job, dude," he quietly said to himself. Wet and hornier, Ginger watched Mark suckle as he loved his provider of the milk. "Have as much as you want, please," she said. Fuller and happier, Mark took his mouth off of his wife's breast as he moved his head off of her lap. "Gin, thank you for the great milk," he said to his wife. Ginger smiled as Mark brought his mouth towards hers. "I'll probably want to be banged upstairs," she said. Mark carried his wife, who easily fit in his arms. While the two went up to their room, they quietly sneaked in a good kiss. "Ginger, I'm glad you've been as generous as you are," said Mark. "Mark, a dry towel would be appreciated," said Ginger. She was laid on the bed as Mark found a towel that was average in terms of size, which he let Ginger use to dry her vagina; at least, the extra ejaculation fluids. Ginger held up her legs, excited for bareback vaginal, or with contraceptives.

Mark found a box of condoms with a bow on it presented by his wife, as she placed it around her wet, excitable vagina. "Suit up if you would want that," she said. Mark nodded as he opened the box of condoms. "I'll be sure to do that, Gin," he said while he lubricated his penis with the towel wet from vaginal fluids. After finishing the lubrication, Mark showed Ginger his erection, which made her blush more as he inched closer to her wet vagina. Mark stopped for a bit, noticing his wife's silence. "Ready whenever you are," he said. Ginger's face showed a calm expression as she blinked. "Hope you're having a happy birthday, Mark. I'm blessed to know somebody who's a great husband. Please, go on," she said. Mark hugged her as he began penetrating her vagina. Ginger smiled as Mark pleasured her, expecting only the best he'll potentially give to her. "Mark, I'm glad you were avoiding bareback. Heck, I'm why you're a dad," she said.

Mark nodded as he remembered when he impregnated her. "Gin has still had a beautiful belly, even with the pregnancy she had," he thought. He came in his contraceptive and pulled outside of his wife's vagina, soaked with her newly ejaculated fluids. "Thanks for the fuck of the month," she teased. Mark held her head to his as both of them kissed more, this time for a longer period. Their tongues danced in complimenting alternations as their mouths locked in place. Ginger was excited for this kiss, but needed some time for relaxing. "Mark, should I put my legs down," she asked. Mark understood her situation and nodded. "Yes, they should rest," he said.