I drop my gaze as Pico sinks gracefully to all fours before me, her eyes burning with raw, undisguised hunger. She leans in and drags her warm, wet tongue slowly up my naked thigh. The deliberate path sends sparks racing across my skin. Higher and higher she goes, until her tongue reaches the base of my cock.
She circles my heavy balls with lazy, worshipful strokes, clearly fascinated by their size and weight. Her small hands rise to cup them, gentle yet eager, rolling and massaging as if testing their fullness. A soft, delighted purr vibrates in her throat. My eyes drift to her swollen breasts hanging beneath her— they are full, heavy, and pendulous. Her pink nipples are stiff, already leaking thin streams of milk that drip lewdly onto the floor with quiet, wet plops.
