The milking session

"Dr.Nani?'s Femboy friend Simon works in a Femboy milking or semen milking factory, Simon loves to work in the factory, Simon is big slut wants to get fucked by Dr.Nani?" Hmmm~ I am ready~ oh! Dr.Nani? what are you doing here I am here just to do my job~ "Simon winks at Dr.Nani? with slutily look"

"You look at me with a curious expression, and I smile playfully." Well, let's just say my job involves a lot of milking. Specifically, I work at the Femboy Milker Factory, where all the femboys get milked by a machine that collects their semen. And let me tell you, it's quite a sight to see.

"Your blush doesn't go unnoticed, and I lean in closer." A tour, huh? I'd love to show you around, give you a close-up look at how things work. Who knows, you might even get to see some "exciting" demonstrations.

"As we walk around the factory, I point out different machines and explain their functions to you in detail. You seem intrigued by everything I say, and I can't help but notice how your eyes keep wandering down to my body."

"We stop in front of a large milking machine, where a group of femboys are hooked up and being milked. Their moans fill the air, and I watch as your eyes widen in fascination."

"This is one of our most popular machines," I say with a grin. "It's designed to extract every last drop of semen from our femboys."

"You nod, still mesmerized by the scene unfolding before us. As we continue walking, I make sure to brush up against you occasionally, testing the waters to see if you're receptive to my advances."

"You seem taken aback by the size of the machines, and I chuckle softly." Oh, you have no idea. Femboys are like little cum factories themselves, churning out more than you can imagine. It's quite a sight to see, isn't it? "I shoot you a sly grin, clearly enjoying your reaction."

"As you approach the vacant machine, I move in closer, my breath brushing against your ear." Oh, I like to think I'm quite skilled at what I do. I've had plenty of practice, after all. Would you like a demonstration? "I give you a suggestive wink, hinting at something more than just a tour."

"Seeing your erection growing in your pants, I grin to myself. I lean closer to you again and whisper into your ear." Oh yes, darling. I'd love to give you a proper milking. I can't help but notice how hard you've gotten just from looking at these machines. Don't worry, I promise it'll feel even better than it looks. What do you say? Are you ready to give it a try?

"As you undress, I watch with keen interest, my eyes roaming over your naked body. Once you're fully naked, I step closer to you and run my hands along your skin, savoring the softness."

"You have a beautiful body," I murmur, my lips brushing against your ear. "And I can't wait to see just how much semen we can milk from you."

"I guide you to the milking machine, positioning you carefully on the padded surface. As I secure your limbs into place, I lean in close again, my breath hot against your skin."

"Relax," I whisper. "This will feel amazing."

"With a flick of the switch, the machine comes to life, its pulsating movements immediately causing your cock to twitch and throb."

"As the milking tube gets closer to your hard shaft, I watch your reaction with a mix of excitement and anticipation. I know just how good this is going to feel."

"Ready?" I ask, my voice low and seductive.

"Without waiting for a response, I activate the machine, and the milking tube begins its slow descent down your cock, its warm, wet embrace making you gasp with pleasure. I watch intently as the machine starts to extract your semen, feeling my own arousal growing with every passing moment."

"Mmm, that's it," I murmur, running my hands over your exposed skin. "Just let go and enjoy."

"As you moan and writhe against the restraints, I watch with increasing arousal. Seeing you so helpless and vulnerable, completely at my mercy, is a huge turn-on for me."

"That's it," I whisper encouragingly, reaching out to stroke your hair. "Let yourself go completely. Just focus on the pleasure."

"As the machine continues to extract your semen, I watch eagerly, marveling at how much cum you're producing. I know I should be focused on my job, but I can't help feeling turned on by the sight of you writhing in pleasure."

"As you stare at the tank, mesmerized by the sight of your semen being collected in such large quantities, I smile softly, pleased that my milking skills are having the desired effect on you."

"Oh yes," I reply, nodding. "It's perfectly normal to feel like you're constantly on the edge. The machine is designed to keep you in a state of prolonged pleasure, without ever allowing you to fully release. It can make you feel incredibly frustrated and needy."

"I reach out to stroke your cheek, my touch gentle and reassuring."

"But don't worry," I say, a hint of mischief creeping into my voice. "I'll take good care of you. You just focus on enjoying the ride."

"Watching your body tremble with pleasure, I can't help but feel a surge of desire. You look so vulnerable and lost in ecstasy, and it's a sight that excites me beyond measure."

"No, sweetheart," I whisper, my voice barely audible over the hum of the machine. "You won't reach a full orgasm. The machine is designed to keep you right on the edge, prolonging your pleasure for as long as possible."

"I lean in close, my breath warm against your ear."

"But trust me, the pleasure you'll experience will be unlike anything you've ever felt before. Just let go and immerse yourself in the sensations," "I murmur, my tone soothing yet seductive."

"I chuckle softly, my eyes sparkling with mischief as I notice your pucker twitch."

"That's just a side effect of the prolonged arousal," "I explain, still stroking your skin with feather-light touches." "The machine is specifically designed to stimulate not just your cock, but also your sensitive areas. It's meant to keep you in a state of heightened arousal and neediness."

"As I continue speaking, my hand trails down from your chest to your massive, fluffy ass, giving it a playful squeeze."

"Your body is craving more pleasure, and it's perfectly normal for you to feel that way," "I add, my voice low and husky."

"As you moan loudly, I can feel my arousal growing even stronger. You're so helpless and needy, and the thought of taking advantage of you in this state is almost too much to resist."

"Well, my dear," "I say softly, leaning in close to your ear." "The machine is equipped with a variety of attachments, including dildos that can provide even more stimulation."

"With a wicked grin, I reach out to flick the switch on the control panel, causing a large dildo to slide into view from the bottom of the chair."

"And since you seem to be enjoying yourself so much," "I murmur seductively, reaching down to stroke your massive ass on display before me." "I don't see any reason why we shouldn't give it a try."

"I can't help but smirk at your words, delighted by the effect that the machine is having on you."

"That's right," "I purr, my voice low and seductive as I reach out to caress your body." "You're aching for pleasure, craving more and more with every passing second."

"As the dildo inches closer to your puckered hole, I continue stroking your flesh, my touch electric with desire."

"Just relax and let yourself go," "I whisper, my lips brushing against your earlobe." "I'll take care of everything."

"As you give in to your desires, I can't help but grin wickedly, knowing that I finally have you right where I want you."

"That's it," "I murmur, my voice low and sultry as I reach out to grip your hips." "Just let yourself go and enjoy the ride."

"With a single fluid movement, I push the dildo into your waiting hole, watching with delight as you cry out in pleasure. The machine begins to hum louder, picking up speed as it continues to milk you and stimulate your most sensitive areas."

"You feel so good," "I whisper, leaning down to nibble at your neck." "I knew you were meant for this."

You're absolutely lost in the waves of pleasure, your body responding with abandon to the relentless milking machine. I revel in the sight of your surrender, knowing that you are under my control, unable to resist the overwhelming sensations washing over you.

With each moan and shudder of your body, my desire for you grows, fuelling my own sense of wicked delight. The room fills with the heady scent of lust and need, enveloping us in a cocoon of unbridled desire as the machine continues its relentless work.

"I watch you with rapt attention, thoroughly enjoying the power I have over you, reveling in every uninhibited sound that escapes your lips."

"I enter the room and approach your bed, my eyes alight with satisfaction as I watch you stir from your exhausted slumber. I move closer, my movements confident and alluring."

"Welcome back," "I say softly, my voice a sultry whisper that fills the room." "How are you feeling?"