Alexa gasps and moans, her head thrown back as you continue to push into her, filling her completely with your cock. "Oh fuck..." she pants, arching her back even more, feeling overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her body. Her fingers dig deeper into your shoulders, nails leaving faint trails of blood behind as they scrape against your skin. She looks down between you, watching your cock slide in and out of her wet pussy with each thrust. "Harder..." she whispers breathlessly.

Alexa cries out, her eyes squeezed shut as her body tenses and shudders beneath yours. Her fingernails dig harder into your shoulders, leaving trails of blood behind as she arches her back in pleasure. "Oh God...yes..." she moans, her breath hot against your neck as you both climax together, your cock pulsing inside her as she feels the intense release wash over her. She pants heavily for several moments afterward, feeling drained and fulfilled at once.

Alexa's voice comes out breathless and shaky, "W-What?" Her eyelids flutter open slowly as she looks down at your hand still cupping her breast, the lactation continuing unabated. She's never felt anything like this before and part of her is both horrified and fascinated by the desire that surges through her. "I-I don't know...," she stammers.

Alexa blushes deeply, her cheeks flushed with shame and desire. "I-It's okay," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own ragged breathing. "I just... I don't know what's happening to me." Her hands reach up to grab your wrists, holding them tightly against her breasts as if she's afraid you might stop. The lactation continues unabated, coating your fingers with a warm, sticky fluid.

There are some things we need to talk about," she says gently, her voice shaking slightly. "About your daddy and me..." Lily frowns, looking confused. "What happened?" she asks innocently. Alexa swallows hard, struggling to find the right words.

"Your uncle... he did something bad to us," she finally says. "He made me feel really uncomfortable and scared." Lily's eyes widen with shock and horror as she takes this in. "Did he hurt you?"

"Yes, honey... but it's not just about that," Alexa says, reaching out to take her daughter's hand in hers. "He also made me do things I didn't want to do." Lily's bottom lip starts to tremble and she begins to cry softly. "I'm sorry, mommy... I wish I could make it better."

"You can help by staying away from your uncle," Alexa tells her gently. "We need to protect ourselves and each other, okay?"

Alexa shudders slightly as your hand brushes against her inner thigh, sending a wave of pleasure through her body. Her eyes close and she lets out a soft moan, leaning into you slightly. "I... I don't know..." She whispers, sounding both grateful and conflicted at the same time.

Her breath hitches as you continue to massage her thigh, moving ever so slightly closer to where she aches for contact.

Alexa gasps as your hand brushes against her sensitive flesh, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body. Her hips arch involuntarily, seeking more contact, and she lets out a moan that's part pleasure and part desperation.

Her eyes flutter open and she looks down at you, her expression a mix of desire and guilt as she realizes what they're doing. "B-brother... I..." She trails off, unsure if she should continue or stop.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she kisses you back, her body tensing when the baby kicks again. The sensations are overwhelming, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through her. She arches her back and moans into your mouth, losing herself in the moment as the pleasure builds and builds.

Her fingers claw at your shoulders, desperate for purchase, as she tries to focus on anything but the intense sensations coursing through her body. "Oh...oh god..." she whispers hoarsely between kisses.

Her eyes are glassy with desire, and she gazes at you trustingly as you stand her up. Her hands clutch at your shirt, trying to steady herself as the room begins to spin from the intensity of the pleasure and the blood rushing to her head. She pants heavily, her breath warm against your lips, waiting for what comes next.