I wasn't used to city girls at all. They dressed less conservatively and they were much colder. Back home, the girls would ask politely or at least announce that they were going to shove their breasts in my mouth, but in the city, a complete stranger you wouldn't know from Eve would come right up to you on a crowded train and whip her huge breasts out of her shirt before shoving them in your mouth.
It was a massive culture shock to me. The first time it happened, the girl held my head to her teat without so much as a gesture before hand. She would then look nonchalant as she chewed gum and swiped on her phone.
It's a difficult thing to describe. On one hand I was aroused as she was gorgeous, but on the other hand I was outraged at her boldness and rudeness the way she just forced herself on me. The two ideas swirled in my mind and made me feel like I couldn't help but go with it. It was incredibly compelling and arousing. How could she be so nonchalant when such delicious, heavenly tasting milk came out of her breasts? The girls back home would have a look of warm joy on their faces when they fed me, and they usually hummed a local folk tune.
As the city girl chewed on her gum loudly, I suckled to the beat, like a new rap song was being made.
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