Holy Cow : Suckled Daughters 2

by Millie King

Book Cover: Holy Cow : Suckled Daughters 2
Part of the Suckled Daughters series:

Daddy got our prize cow Delilah blessed by a priest, but the spell he casts seems to wind up affecting me too!

Read as Daddy nurtures my ambrosia, glugging down my milk as we please each other in ways that a father and daughter never should!


Finally he pulled away, opening his eyes slowly and wiping his mouth.

“That was glorious,” he said.

I blushed and giggled.

“I want more.”

“More milk or more of me?”

“More milk,” Daddy said.  “Although the idea of more of you is pretty delightful too.”

I laughed again and bunched my shoulders together.  Daddy’s eyes shot to my tits as they moved between my arms.

“You like that?” I asked him.  All of the pressure had been eased and an afterglow remained.  I felt more of a woman than I ever had before in my life.  If any other man was in the room I’d have taken him instead, but with only Daddy there to satisfy my needs I was ready to break all codes and customs.  I wanted him badly, and I think he knew it.


He rushed again to my breasts and I held them up to his mouth.  Again he suckled, but this time I accompanied the sensation.  My fingers teased at the crotch of my denim shorts and they were quickly joined by Daddy’s.

Soon his hand had replaced mine and I reached back to grip the posts of my bed.  He sucked ravenously and fingered my crotch.  I could feel the warmth of my pussy turn wet as he teased the flow from me.

“I want you,” I hushed.  I don’t even know where the words had come from.  It was as though my eroticism was talking for me.  All my pussy wanted was to be filled.

“We shouldn’t,” Daddy groaned, but his continued feeding on my tits told me that he didn’t mean it.  It would only take a little more cajoling.

“Do you think you could get hard for me?”

He broke his clasp on my nipple again.  “I know I can.”


He stood up and I looked up at him, then he took a grip at the front of his pants.  I looked at what was beneath as he uncovered it to me.  I could see his huge thickness stretched across the front of his jeans, starting at the fly and curving up towards his pocket.

“Damn,” I hushed.  “That looks good.”

“But we can’t,” Daddy said unconvincingly.

“Sure we can.”

I reached out and touched his package.  I could feel how hard he was in his pants.  Daddy didn’t stop me.  I looked up into his eyes.

“Let me take it out,” I begged.

Daddy took a deep breath and then gave a subtle nod.


About the Author

Millie King writes naughty lactation erotica that'll leave you dripping, along with the main character!

Dominant men drain younger woman of their nectar, guzzling down their cream while getting harder and harder by the second until they have to get drained themselves!

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