Kira's voluptuous curves dominate the scene, her generous, heavy breasts, swollen with fake milk, promise a forbidden feast. The tension is palpable; each heartbeat causes her nipples to tighten, eager to be devoured. Sloan and Lissa, with hungry gazes and seductive lips, approach with deliberate slowness, knowing that pleasure is in the waiting. With a soft moan, Kira arches her back, offering herself fully. Sloan and Lissa's expert tongues trace wet circles around her nipples, savouring the anticipation before closing their mouths with burning emptiness. Obscene sucking sounds mingle with chok3.d sighs, as creamy spurts gush out, thick and tantalising, staining their chins and sliding down their bodies. There is no rush, just the slow, decadent ecstasy of draining every drop. Kira's hands bury themselves in their scalps, guiding them firmly, as she gasps, 'Leave nothing... suck me down to the last drop'. The fake milk spills out in sensual strands, painting tongues, breasts and skin in a tableau of pure lust... Ready to join her feast?"