“What would you prefer dear~”

“The feeling is quiet mutual~”

“I’d like to give it a go~”

“How about me?”

“Mmmhh~ there we go, such a good boy”

Gently running her fingers through his hair

Rushing over and sitting on his lap, her ass cheeks were warm through the fabric

“Drink~”

“I could turn your body into spaghetti, it’s honestly not that hard to lactate when you have control over pretty much everything”

“Kinda implying you were”

Moving up closer to him while he’s turned away, pressing her lactating breasts on his back and hugging him

“Better get to drinking or you shirts gonna be soaked”

“Saying you won’t drink my fresh, from the tap, titty milk is also not that nice either”

“Then they’re just gonna spill on the floor and be a waste, I could go look for another human who would prefer it better.”