Mistress Yuuko: Young boys truly adore milk, don't they? Ah, heey, young man, you don't have to suck so hard, the milk will come out anyway. Aah, not so hard...Mistress Yuuko: My word, lad, you have a lot of nerve. Whose son are you? Boy: What do you mean, I'm daddy's son, right? Mistress Yuuko: Impossible, the master would never think of attempting something like this, haha... Making my belly swell up like this, that's all you, boy. All you.Boy: Huh, really? Mistress Yuuko: Yes, really, there's no mistaking it. You are endowed with a penis as hard, as large and as formidable as a Japanese sword, lad, haha... And, well... I've shared the bed with the master too, and thus I know all about his lineage... He has a pathetic, wrinkled, worn-out excuse for a penis, that has trouble getting hard. Every time it ends with a few watery drops dribbling out of his member, and that's it. Us mistresses derive no pleasure from his worthless efforts, and there's hardly any sperm to go around, so... You, on the other hand, release buckets of that stuff, boy. You're able to release jets of thick cum inside me over and over.Mistress Yuuko: It's ridiculous to even doubt who impregnated me, the baby inside my belly is definitely yours, boy. And I'll tell you, it makes me very happy. I can't wait to see what it looks like.