Unta let out a strained sigh as her milk let down. "That's it, baby, let me take care of the work, you just lay back and enjoy it." Cradling Binx to her chest in one arm, and slowly stroking her manhood with the other, Unta pulled the massive dick forward so that it was parallel with Binx body. Her hand continued to stroke from the base to the medial ring, but Unta's lips pressed against the underside of the head, planting big wet kisses down the shaft as she lowered herself to the ring, and started back up. Eventually, she gave up on kissing, and instead simply let her tongue drag up and down along the length; pausing at the tip to tickle the head with the tip of her tongue each time.