Jeongguk's thin, bony hand stayed on her hip. "Now," he said, his voice rough and loud, cutting through the quiet, happy chatter. "The milk tasting. It's essential." His other hand grabbed the thin silk strap of her dress.

With a sudden, sharp pull, the weak fabric tore down the front of her body, falling down to gather around her waist.

Tae gasped. Her bare breasts sprang free-they were full and heavy, with swollen pink nipples that stood out against her pale skin. The cool air made her nipples harden instantly.

Grandpa Jeongguk's dry hands covered her breasts, squeezing them hard.

"АНННН.." Tae cried out, arching her back without thinking. The pressure was huge, and almost hurt.

Then, a thick, creamy drop of milk appeared on her left nipple. "Ah," Jeongguk breathed out, sounding triumphant. He bent his head and put his lips over the hard nipple. He sucked fiercely, like a hungry baby, pulling deep drinks of the warm milk.

Tae whimpered. Her fingers got tangled in his thin hair as intense feelings shot through her-the sharp tugs, the wet heat, the steady pulling on her sensitive skin.

Milk dripped down his chin and onto her exposed stomach. "So sweet," he mumbled against her skin. He moved to her other breast, biting gently at the nipple before latching on to suck again.

Tae was a shaking mess. Moans escaped her with every suck, and her hips rocked slightly against his leg.

Jungkook watched, his jaw tight and his knuckles white as he gripped the armrest. Jealousy fought with a raw, deep arousal inside him; his cock was hard and painful against his pants.

His father, Yoongi, leaned forward, his eyes shining. "A fertile sign," he said quietly and approvingly to Tae's blushing parents.

Her mother smiled brightly, adjusting her own tight dress. "Our Tae's always been abundant," she said, her voice full of pride. Her father chuckled nervously, his eyes moving quickly between Tae's exposed body and the Jeon family's focused faces.

Mimi sighed, running a hand over her own large chest. "Such a generous flow," she whispered, licking her lips.

Jeongguk finally pulled away with a wet sound, Tae's nipples now shiny and red.

He slapped her ass sharply. "Good stock."

The Jeon family stood up together, their movement smooth and like predators.

Jeongguk's bony hand stayed, squeezing Tae's plump ass cheek possessively one last time, his fingers pressing deep into the soft flesh. "We'll expect you at the estate next week for the wedding," he said roughly, his eyes staying on her shaking body.

Jungkook was on her instantly, pulling her roughly against him before she could cover herself. His smell - expensive cologne and a primal heat - surrounded her.

"You looked fucking edible," he growled quietly into her ear, his hard cock pressing against her stomach. "Can't wait to bury myself in that tight little pussy." His hand slid possessively down her bare back, cupping her ass.

Tae whimpered, feeling a hot arousal gathering between her legs again.

Yoongi stepped in smoothly, pushing his son aside with a commanding presence. He held Tae's chin, lifting her face up. "Such beautiful assets," he murmured, his voice like velvet over gravel.

Before she could react, his mouth covered hers in a demanding kiss, his tongue pushing deep inside. His other hand found her bare breast, squeezing the tender flesh roughly, his thumb circling her sore nipple.

Tae moaned into his mouth, her body responding helplessly. He broke the kiss, leaving her breathless. "Keep them ripe," he ordered, giving her breast a final, possessive squeeze that made her gasp.

Mimi glided forward next, her sheer gown brushing against Tae's naked skin. "My daughter in law," she breathed, pressing her own full breasts firmly against Tae's.

She rocked her hips, rubbing her soft mound against Tae's hipbone. The friction sent jolts of sensation through both women. Mimi's lips found Tae's neck, sucking lightly. "Feel how good we'll be together?" she moaned softly.

Tae arched her back, a choked cry escaping her as Mimi's thigh pressed against her throbbing clit. They held onto each other for a moment, panting, before Mimi pulled back with a happy sigh, leaving Tae flushed and trembling.

With quiet goodbyes and long looks that promised more, the Jeon family left. The door clicked shut. Silence fell, heavy and charged with tension.

Tae stood frozen, her breasts bare, her dress ruined, her thighs sticky with milk and her own wetness. Her parents rushed forward, their faces bright with excitement.

"Oh, darling!" her mother cried, grabbing Tae's hands, her eyes shining with triumph. "You were magnificent! Did you see how they looked at you? The estate is practically ours!"

Her father clapped Tae's shoulder, beaming. "Such an honor, Tae. Such an important family! You've made us so proud."

Their happiness was powerful and suffocating. Tae looked down at her trembling hands. The smell of the Jeons- musk, spice, and something wild - stuck to her skin. The huge, serious weight of what was going to happen next settled over her like a heavy, perfumed blanket.