In the night's glorywall: a milking slave's extreme realism

Under the dim glow of the nightclub's glorywall, an iron rim circled a hole, revealing a girl stuck up to her waist. Her upper body leaned forward, her gigantic saggy breasts dangling out, milk leaking from nipples that dropped, trickled, and sprayed. A milking machine stood beside her, a cow horn headband and cow print arm sleeves adorning her, complete with a choker and a jingling cowbell. The scene was bathed in real lighting, every detail captured in maximum detail.