“Tina, we’re home!” Mark, who was already 5 years old, ran past Andrew's legs and towards his bedroom. With one hand he closed the front door, reserving the other arm for holding his daughter Ginny. It had been almost two years since Tina gave birth to their second child who looked strikingly like her mother, but she had the attitude and ears of her father.

“Andrew?” Tina’s voice called from down the hallway, “Can you come help me with something?” Andrew set down their daughter, who scurried after her brother, and began his way down the hall. He could hear the hum of her breast pumps but the fact that he could hear them from down the hall told him everything he needed to know. As he walked into the room where Tina called from, his suspicions were confirmed. Tina hunched over her breasts, which had long since rested on the ground, as she futilely reached across her cavernous cleavage at two suction cups which had popper free from her spurting nipples. “A little help?”

He chuckled at the sight of his wife struggling with such a simple task. It was cute! But as much joy it brought him he walked over to the two loudly whirring suction cups and placed them over her engorged, puffy nipples. The loud whirring turned to a dull hum as the breast pumps began rhythmically pulling at his wife’s nipples, greedily suckling her liquid white gold. “Don’t worry about the floor,” He playfully patted the top of her body covering tits, “I’ll clean it up later.”

“Thank you babe!” She slumped off her massive funbags, closing her eyes as the pumps relieved the pressure in her tits.

“How long were they off for? I wasn’t gone long from picking Mark up from school.” Andrew walked around Tina’s breasts and to her side where he wrapped an arm around her shoulder.

“They popped off right after you left.” She turned her head to Andrew, not bothering to pull her body up from its slumped position on her breasts, and chuckled. 

“I’m sorry to hear that.” Andrew leaned down and planted a kiss on his wife’s cheek before moving behind her. He reached around her waist and began massaging the taut skin of her underboob. “You’re pretty back up though. We’ll have to get you caught up.” He huskily whispered into her ear which caused her to shudder.

“I guess we will.” She pushed her rear into her husband. “You said you always wanted three children, right?” She gave a sly smile at him as she slowly rubbed against him, feeling his penis become hard underneath his pants.

“I do!” He stopped rubbing her underboob and swiftly grabbed her hips as he flipped her skirt up and pulled her soaked panties aside. “But why stop there?” Tina heard the zipper on Andrews pants being pulled down and felt the bulbous head of his penis press against her drooling quim. Andrew grunted as he pushed past her lips, rubbing his shaft within the inner walls of Tina’s vagina. He easily lifted her feet from the ground, using her monster tits as a pivot point as she slightly sunk into their flesh.

“Oh!~” She squeaked. “Not too rough!~ The kids are home.~” She felt him pump his dick in and out of her, each time he thrusted in knocking on her womb. She heard him softly laugh as she said that and began picking up the pace. “Agh~ Gentle!~”

“Nngh- You feel damn good!~” Each thrust caused her to jostle atop her breasts, sending ripples throughout their flesh. The suction cups on her nipples were flooded with breast milk as they failed to keep up with her production.

“Ah~ AGh~ Agh~ NNgh~” She gave up trying to be quiet as her moans and squeals filled the room. “I’m cumming!~” Bliss filled her mind as she clamped down onto her husband's throbbing dick, her nipples sprayed milk into their suction cups as they popped off, dousing the floor once again. Even though she came she could still feel Andrew thrusting in and out of her, slowly getting faster and faster.

“Almost there!~” He could see the puddle of milk slowly growing as he fucked his wife’s wanting cunt. Her moans and her vagina clamping down onto his dick sent him over as his balls rose up and spurted his seed into her womb. “Fuck~”

“Agh~! Not again~ Cumming!~” With one final thrust her husband’s baby-batter filled her sensitive, post-orgasm pussy, sending her into squeals of bliss once again. “Fu-uck~!”

Andrew collapsed onto his wife, bouncing the both of them on top of her teats. His breath was heavy as his wife trembled in post-orgasmic bliss beneath him, lucky to have multiple orgasms. “What do you think our next child will be? Maybe another boy?”