"My breasts actually make hot chocolate."
"Really?" said Jon. "And is this hot hot chocolate or hot chocolate at body temperature."
"Oh its hot hot chocolate, all right," said Tabitha. "Its that perfect, steaming temperature to keep you warm in the winter."
"Your breasts do feel rather warm," said Jon. "But, doesn't it hurt your breasts to make hot liquids like that?"
"Not at all," said Tabitha. "Its actually pleasently warm, and the heat keeps the rest of me warm in cold weather. Going topless would be murder in the winter otherwise. I seem to have some insulation in my breasts that only allow a comfortable level of heat reach the rest of my body."
"Do you ever 'milk' a cup of hot chocolate for yourself at all?" asked Jon.
"Sometimes," answered Tabitha. "But usually by the time I can milk out a full glass, its starting to cool down and I have to reheat it in the microwave. But my milk is delicious. But as its my breast milk I'm drinking, I could be biased."
"Can I have a taste?" asked Jon.
"I'd love to," said Tabitha, presenting her tit for Jon. Jon latched onto her nipple and sucked heartily. Tabitha was right. Her milk really was hot chocolate, hot and rich. The fact that he was drinking it out of a gorgeous woman's massive naked tit made it all the more delicious.
"I don't suppose your other breasts lactates marshmellows, does it?" asked Jon, facetiously.
"Now that would hurt," answered Tabitha. "Can you imagine marshmellows coming out of my nipples? Even the mini ones?" Jon and Tabitha giggled and Jon began sucking at her nipple again, to Tabitha's soft moans of pleasure and contentment.
