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When my ANR partner and I meet, I have an opportunity to lay across a lactating woman’s lap, put my hands on her warm breasts and feel the fullness of the warm milk I know they hold. This is, for me, a chance to go to a place near heaven. Both of us look into each other’s eyes and, with a big smile on her lips, she leans forward and, while she holds her breast out to me, brings her nipple to my lips.
In response to her movement, I lift my head and open my mouth so she can put her nipple in my mouth. Immediately my lips close over this special part of her body, one that only a woman can offer, and start sucking. The instant I taste her milk I notice my heart rate and respiration increasing.
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As soon as I take her beautiful nipple in my mouth I have the taste of drops that earlier leaked out and dried on this font of feminine love and dedication. This is more than I can bear and immediately start sucking. At the same time, I reach up and start massaging the soft, resilient mound of her breast to encourage her rich, creamy ‘upper milk’ to start on its path down the ducts to her nipple.
Its not long before it arrives and now I taste this wonderful fluid filling my mouth.
When I glance up, I see a bright smile of happiness in my ANR partners eyes. After a few moment of vigorous sucking, my efforts are starting to empty her breast of its milk. In an effort to make sure all she has will be at her nipple and there for me to pull from her breast, she reaches down to adjust the position of her breast.
Finally, when it’s empty, she gives me a gentle nudge to encourage me to switch to her other breast.
To do this I have to adjust my place on her lap. While I’m laying with my head in her lap, she has her legs spread wide and the excitement of my sucking causes her puss to release a vigorous torrent of pussy juice. There is no question in my mind of how good pussy juice tastes but, compared to the sweet milk my lips pull from her nipples, there is no comparison and I’ll keep my lips where they are.
Now that I’ve moved my head she places her other nipple in my mouth. Immediately my lips close on it and, when I resume sucking, I notice how quickly her respiration rate is increasing.
She is such a wonderful lactater and always able to release her milk and allow it to quickly descend to her nipple where, with just a gentle bit of sucking from my lips, it floods my mouth. Unfortunately, as wonderful as our ANR is, she only has a limited amount of milk and now, no matter how hard my hands push against her breast or my lips pull on her nipple, she is empty.
When I look up I see a big smile while she gently pulls her nipple from my lips.
Immediately we change positions and now lay next to each other in a tight embrace. For both of us, this part of our nursing session is as good as when my lips are on her nipples. We continue this embrace for several minutes but, because our relationship is based on lactation and not sex, we realize it’s time for us to part and we do.
When we get up off the couch, we take a moment to confirm the time we will meet tomorrow. Then, after a final embrace, we part.
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