"Amanda, did you oversleep? I'm sure you didn't have time for breakfast. Here, this is for you."
Amanda rushed into the classroom at the last second before class started and sat down in the middle of her three roommates when Madeline on her left handed over a carton of plain milk and shoved it directly into her hand.
Amanda first took one more look at Madeline's small, slender, white hands, then her eyes fell on the box of pure milk.
Milk ... She is also a person who has milk now, is drinking milk not a milk supplement? That ... that can t be drunk ...
When he was rambling, the other hand had another pineapple pie, which was given by Zoey who was sitting on the right side, and Zoey also said faintly, "Take it and eat it."
Then Zoey, whose hair was dyed haze blue and who wore a black v-neck sleeveless dress, turned her head toward the podium and looked as if she was going to listen carefully to the lecture.
The petite Beatrice, on the other hand, plopped down on the desk further to the right, spat out her little pink tongue at Amanda, and muttered in a small voice, "They robbed me of all this food, you have to finish it ah ..."
"I'll eat later, class first ..." Amanda didn't even care about eating or drinking at this time, only feeling endlessly sad about the fact that she had milk.
Stuffing the food into her desk, she made eye contact with her three roommates and then focused on class, rushing to answer herself when the teacher called the roll.
To this one too, she is just in the restroom but hard to death, to the present tits are still a little numb, and between the legs, that little pink hole is still itchy.
Amanda didn't dare to stimulate that mysterious little hole again, so the two pieces of thighs in the pink plaid skirt were slightly open, Amanda was also afraid that she would accidentally make juice out of her tits, so her two little hands were also far away from her breasts.
She quickly attracted the attention of bystanders, Madeline wrote her a note, she froze, then opened it to read the line: Amanda are you okay? Not feeling well?
The fact that she had milk was something she had to keep a secret, even from a good roommate, so she bit her lip, picked up a pen, and replied directly under the line: I'm fine, everyone has a good class!
After the note was returned to Madeline, Amanda's sitting position relaxed a little, but her nerves were still tense, afraid that the pair of tits on her chest would suddenly burst out with juice.
After the lesson, nothing happened, Amanda suddenly relaxed and her body went limp.
Zoey, however, suddenly grabbed her by the shoulders and looked at her with downcast eyes, her pink moist little mouth saying with certainty, "You're not in the right state."
The other two roommates also looked at her, with scrutiny and concern in their eyes.
Amanda was stressed all of a sudden, her heart beating wildly, and suddenly thought of the food in her drawer, and busied herself with pulling them out and putting straws in the plain milk.
"I'm normal, I'm just a little hungry, I'll eat ... Well ... Yeeee's milk is so good!"
Only after saying this did she realize that she said the wrong thing, her little face instantly turned red, so she had to lie there and suck the milk to hide her embarrassment.
Biased Beatrice was very concerned when a small voice corrected: "It's 'Yi Yi bought pure milk is so good to drink', don't you talk nonsense ..."
And of course, Beatrice's face was very red.
Amanda didn't continue to respond to Beatrice's words, she just sucked the pure milk more and more slowly, sucked more and more small mouthfuls, and soon let go of the straw and stopped sucking, and turned to eat pineapple buns, because, Amanda was afraid of sucking to make up for the milk ah!
Amanda held the pineapple pie with both hands, and her little mouth kept pecking on it.
"Look at how hungry the baby is." The tall Madeline looked at Amanda with gentle eyes and reached out to rub her little head.
"The baby's head is nice to touch?" Zoey on the other side saw this and her eyes narrowed, seeming a bit dissatisfied.
Madeline moved, then smiled with an open brow and rubbed Amanda's head of hair more cheerfully, commenting as she did so, "It is nice to touch, eh, the hair is a bit messy."
He said stopping and helping Amanda straighten up her hair.
Zoey doesn't say anything and just watches quietly, Beatrice further away wants to say something, bites her petite lip, and holds back.
Amanda didn't realize that the atmosphere was wrong, and finished the pineapple pie, slightly frowning eyebrows looking at that there was still half a box of pure milk, she thought and thought, said somewhat apologetically, "I'm full, there is still half a box of milk, what to do ah ..."
Zoey a half a carton of milk in her hand, bite the straw and sucked a mouthful, and then calmly said: "Well, it's time to go, the next class is too late."
Amanda is a bit dumbfounded, Zoey... actually drank her leftover milk! Wasn't that inappropriate?
Madeline, on the other hand, pouted a little to her left and muttered with some regret, "I'll let you beat me to it, sad, I want to suck on Amanda's milk too."
Beatrice, with a look on her face that could well be described as x_x, waved her little hand and corrected herself,
"It's 'wanted to suck on Amanda's leftover pure milk', don't you dare say that, sister!"
Amanda blushed at that, even as her body went a little hot, and busied herself with organizing her things then stood up and led the way out the door to catch her next class.
The morning passed without incident, went to the cafeteria to eat lunch, back to the dormitory together, and took a lunch break.
Amanda carefully touched her tits as she washed her little feet and climbed into bed as if there was no milk? That's good, I can have a good lunch break, and hopefully, no milk will flow after the lunch break, or better yet, the milk will never come back!
But is that possible? In the morning, milk was gushing out of her tits continuously, and Amanda remembered that scene as if it was just now, so it can't be a one-time thing, can it?
So, milk, it will come again, better get ready for milking.
Amanda was thinking about this while taking off her skirt. Suddenly, Amanda realized that there was one more person on the bed, it was the tall and somewhat plump Madeline.
Madeline has changed clothes, a pink somewhat loose shirt, obviously did not wear a bra, the shape and outline of the breasts are pronounced, like two big round buns just out of the oven, and there are two small dates on the buns.
The situation of the lower body can not be seen, one can only see a pair of long white legs, but one certainly has to wear small panties.
"Madeline, what are you doing?" Amanda asked somewhat knowingly, Madeline usually liked to come to her during her lunch break and nap together.
"Sleeping, I'm afraid you can't sleep, I came to keep you company," Madeline said and lay down.
"Ah ... me, I'm not too comfortable today ..." Amanda had already taken off her skirt, her legs folded somewhat constrainedly nestled inside the quilt, very politely driving Madeline to leave.
Can't let Madeline lie here ah, if she suddenly does something to herself, such as attacking her breasts, in case of milk out how to do?
"That's all the more reason for me to stay with you ah, I'll sleep outside to prevent you from falling ... Big deal, my ass to you?" Madeline said, rolling over to face the outside, and her big, firm, rounded ass even twisted at Amanda.