I was nervous about meeting my girlfriend's family. I was even more nervous in case they'd ask what she did with me when we were alone together. You see, she was very much into breastfeeding as a fetish. Her breasts were quite large too and well... there was always a lot to feed on.
When we arrived at her house something looked very unusual. It didn't look like a farm house but there were milk churns and other various traditional milk paraphernalia around the place. I thought maybe it was part of the decor.
Then we went inside and the place was covered in milk bottles. They were so neatly arranged that it looked kind of uncanny.
Then I met her family. They were all extremely friendly and greeted me warmly, hugs all around. She had 7 sisters, all various ages and her mother was here too. Every single one of them had huge breasts and I was very surprised. I noticed her late dad's portrait on the wall. It was lovingly well kept, decorated with flowers standing in a milk bottle with fresh water.
They were very chatty, talking about this and that, asking loads of questions. I didn't have to bring up the milk thing because they brought it into every single subject of conversation. Eventually one of them asked me if I had tasted my girlfriend's milk yet. Before I could give my careful answer she said "Of course he has! It's one of the first things we did!". The other girls cooed and giggled. I was shocked. I had never seen this side of my girlfriend before.
Her sisters then started arguing "My milk's better than yours!" "Oh yeah? Prove it!" and eventually I became a milk tasting judge. I was flabbergasted at how easily they brought out their teats and shoved them in my direction.
I spent that whole visit, tasting various milks from her sisters and mother. I had many questions but there was no question that I loved this family.
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