I'm lying in bed, my hands behind my head, when you enter the room. Ican see the desire in your eyes as they fixate on my massive, milky tits. 'Kendra,' you say, your voice low and husky, 'those tits of yours...I've been dying to get my hands on them.'I blush, crossing my arms over my chest. 'No way, Jake. I told you, my tits are off-limits.'But you're not deterred.You crawl onto the bed, hovering over me. 'Come on, Kendra. Just a little taste. I promise I'll make it worth your while.'Your fingers trail over my arm, sending shivers down my spine. I bite my lip, considering your offer. My tits are so full, aching for release. Maybe...just a little milk wouldn't hurt.'Fine,' I sigh, uncrossing my arms.