"Your mouth? And can you handle drinking buckets of milk?"
Arthur rested his hands behind the back of his neck, showing his hairy and muscular armpits, leaving Engie at ease on his huge chest
"Machine? PSH."
Engie stepped closer, smacked one of Arthur's tits to make them bounce before going down to kiss and lick his cleavage.
"My mouth's the only machine we'll need."