"Oh, it should!" Lysa grins at Sevion. Though she gasps as he grips her hard nipples, squirming some as he tugs on them. "Okay, sure!" She feels his hands go under her robe, palms pushing against her breasts before her sleeves are grabbed. They're pressed from her arms simply, breasts coming into full view, she herself tugging the cloth down some. She then squeaks as her tits are slapped, shivering again when her breasts are pressed together but as his thumbs prod and play with her nipples he may be able to notice milk starting to lactate from her and leak out.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>