We left the car. jon had taken us to.... Milkery?
What the hell was Milkery? I had no idea. The bilboard above the entrance pictured a woman smiling with her eyes. Her faceboob was shapely and prominient but what was really interesting was that once could easily see a drop of whit liquid coming out of the nipple.
Oh my god I completely forgot about the lactation! At that very moment I became painfully aware of how tight my faceboob have bacome over the course ofthe last few hours. It jiggled less and felt generally harder, now I realized because of the milk gathering in it. I completely forgot that women faceboobs were meant to create milk at all times.
Realizing about the milk trigered something in my face and I felt tiny throbbing under my nipple and suddenly something wet tickled on my chin. Jon noticed that and immediately walked over to me.
"I can see that you can't wait until we work on your lactation in the Milkery!" he said. "I like the attitude!"
He raised my chin with his string hand and forced me on my tip-toes as he kissed me suckling on my face nipple...
