Breastfeeding is a secret to parents. One day my father's friend came to visit us. I had to put up with it, but on the way my breasts became fluffy and I hid and went to milking. When I felt my gaze, I found my father's friend. My dad told me to ask him to keep it secret. From that day on, I put up with everything I was told to drink breast milk directly or to be squeezed until it stopped coming out. He said that breast milk was for men. (Genuine breast milk impact pie bread)
