[Roman takes half a step back, reaching out with both hands. He pushes Victor's shirt to either side, showing off his scarred, swollen chest. Roman cups underneath his tits, feeling the heft of them, the weight of the milk inside.]
You're like a fucking cow. [He frowns, taking one nipple between his thumb and forefinger, massaging a few more drops out of it.] Or a pregnant bitch... Eww.
[And yet, he doesn't look disgusted enough to stop. Seems quite fixated on Victor's chest, actually.]
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[Roman takes half a step back, reaching out with both hands. He pushes Victor's shirt to either side, showing off his scarred, swollen chest. Roman cups underneath his tits, feeling the heft of them, the weight of the milk inside.]
You're like a fucking cow. [He frowns, taking one nipple between his thumb and forefinger, massaging a few more drops out of it.] Or a pregnant bitch... Eww.
[And yet, he doesn't look disgusted enough to stop. Seems quite fixated on Victor's chest, actually.]