He was so near to her that he could smell the aroma of milk coming from her uppers. She took the bottom of his jaw in one hand and guided the teat with the other hand to his mouth. He put his lips around the aureole and felt the upper grow and fill his mouth. John ran his tongue under the uppers and pressed it against the roof of his mouth like he had so many times before with so many women. “This is paradise,” he thought, “…I’ve never done such a thing to a nursing woman before. Soon I’ll be into her completely.