When did Madeline secretly eat my milk? Madeline's words made Amanda's heart jump, she shook her hand and denied, "I don't have any milk, Madeline, don't talk nonsense!"
Zoey had put her collar on by this time, a small black collar that made her whole person a lot wilder, she lifted her chin and said, "Someone just likes to have a good time."
Madeline got dressed - black silk with a small skirt - and then got off the bed slowly and methodically, her small white feet in a pair of small heels, twisting her hips as she took a step over to Amanda.
"What for?" Amanda asked blankly, her small face inexplicably red, vaguely feeling that the situation was a little bad, but Amanda didn't know how to react at the moment.
Madeline softly smiled, "Watch Zoey, I'm not just going through the motions ..."
The words just fell, the slender and delicate little hand actually gently cupped one of Amanda's tits - of course, through the clothes, and immediately after, lowered her head and opened her mouth, rushed to the tits, and tenderly ate a mouthful of it, paused for several seconds, and then ate a mouthful of it again.
"Ah ...Madeline, what are you doing? Don't ... don't eat my breasts ah ... "Amanda sat there firming up her tits, the person was completely dumbfounded, forgetting to struggle against it, but her petite body was being bitten by the warm mouth.
The only fortunate thing is not eaten by Madeline out of milk, after all, milk has been their milking, fortunately ahead of time, or the consequences are unimaginable...
Thinking of this, Amanda had a moment of fear before she thought of resisting, and was busy reaching out to push Madeline.
But before she could push, Madeline got away from her tits and stood there, her pink and delicate little tongue licking the corner of her lips as if there were milk stains on it, and then commented decently, "Amanda's milk is very tasty, and I still want to eat it."
The corners of Zoey's mouth twitched and she said somewhat helplessly, "Madeline you're overdoing it, don't bully Amanda."
Beatrice had gotten off the bed and was there nodding her head in agreement, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, look at
Amanda is confused by you."
After saying that, she quickly walked towards the restroom, probably in a hurry to use the toilet.
Amanda was indeed shocked, and still hasn't slowed down, moreover, there was a sudden itch down there, and her two thighs twisted and tried to pinch together again.
Madeline approached Amanda again, leaning gently on her slender arm, her full breasts very close to her face.
Amanda was startled busy to the side to hide, whispered: "Madeline what are you doing ah? No more eating me there ..."
Madeline reached out touched her head and said back, "Well, don't eat it, just now did it scare you? Then, eat it back for you?"
Saying that Madeline then pushed her full breasts up against Amanda's cheeks, and Amanda even felt that the tips of her tits were rubbing against her face through her clothes.
Eat back for me? Eat ... your tits? Amanda felt like her head was going to explode, what's wrong with Madeline today? So weird!
"I'm not going to eat it, it's time to go to class ... "Amanda said she was going to push Madeline away, but a hand on her thigh was lifted and she bumped into something strange, right in Madeline's little skirt, it seemed to be a soft stick that was standing up in the skirt. In the skirt vertical ...
Madeline's body trembled, the next moment the person backed up to a meter away, reached out, and straightened his black and silky long hair, pretending to be casual and relaxed: "Well, no kidding, Amanda how will there be milk, just like us girls, there will be no that thing ... want to boo boo! Yikes, how come Beatrice is still not out?"
After saying that the person has already run to the restroom side.
Zoey sniffed and frowned slightly.
Amanda, on the other hand, frowned and stared at Madeline's back, especially when she thought of that stick-like object in her skirt, she couldn't help but think wildly, about that thing she just encountered, it seemed like, it seemed like a boy's thing ah!
But how could it be, how could Madeline have that thing underneath her? Even if there is, it's fake!
Why is Madeline wearing a fake thing?
That's not true! I must be hallucinating! The gentle Madeline wouldn't wear that thing under her skirt! A hallucination, definitely a hallucination!
Amanda nodded thoughtfully at that thought, and at the same time was thankful that even though she had her tits eaten, she hadn't gotten any milk.
How do you minimize milk? What if the milk is constantly flowing out?
These were the questions Amanda had secretly searched for on her cell phone this afternoon, and the answers were varied, but it was good to sift through some useful information at least.
In the future, I may have to eat less of those high protein things, if you must eat, eat more vegetables, but vegetables occasionally eat a good, often eat ... still feel difficult to swallow!
If you have a lot of milk flowing out of your body, you can use breast pads! This thing is just like Auntie's napkin, it must be very good! But ... what if someone finds out? Wouldn't that directly expose that you have milk?
Also, the internet says that letting the baby nurse or milking yourself often will make your milk production more ... Does this mean that you need to milk less in the future?
Unless you use those breast pads, you can milk less often, right? But there is a real danger of being caught using breast pads, so should I use them?
Amanda is in a quandary, so for the time being, I did not buy those breast pads online, but I just made a change in my diet, from today onwards, I must eat less, as long as I eat until I am half-full, that's all!
So when she went to the cafeteria for dinner in the evening, she hit a bowl of soup and a vegetable bun.
Just sat down, for their diet to reduce milk feat and moved, then the right side of Madeline is handed a poached egg, "eat more, look at you thin."
On the opposite side of the table, Zoey puts a box of yogurt on the table and pushes it over, "Take it, go back and drink it."
Beatrice, sitting diagonally across the table, looked left and right, then clapped her hands, "Applause for the mutual help of roommates."
Amanda, however, stared blankly at the hard-boiled eggs and yogurt, like an enemy, these two, all let her increase milk, right?