Sam sniffed the air and looked at Emmas lactating breasts "Don't mind if I do..." he said, taking one sticky hand off her breast and began to suckle at the teet, his mouth filling with the sweet and tangy nectar. "Mmmm <3" He moaned, trying to drink his fill of the juice. Meanwhile, part of his brain was still focused on the task at hand and slipped his free hand down to her waiting slot, where he began to finger her ever so gently.