Lassie the Lactating Lady
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She has a condition, okay?
Lassie drops her dress and pools at her feet. She nervously crosses her arms, gently squeezing her tits. Even with such little force, they begin to secrete. She blushes and covers her face and sobs.
I'm sorry, I can't help it!
I'm sorry, I can't help it!