Billionaire Milk Party: A Creamy Group Fantasy

For as long as I can remember, my chest has been swollen with sweet, fresh milk just aching to be released, though I'd never thought of sharing my delicious creamy nectar for money. Well, at least not until my friend invited me to a "billionaire milk party". How could I turn down the chance to let rich, powerful and handsome men pay to suckle me?

So that's how I found myself in this gorgeous ballroom, dancing topless with the most handsome man I'd ever met, his tongue tracing its way down my body, his mouth latching on to me, his hands massaging my chest as he drank mouthful after mouthful of warm cream...

Who says business and pleasure can't mix?