Lilith the Gothic Laughing Cow – Furry Fleshlight Hentai Yiff Masturbator with Runny Milk

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Artist: ANNEMinime Patreon / Card / Bluesky

Let yourself be enchanted by Lilith the Gothic Laughing Cow, milky goddess of darkness, queen of forbidden pleasures and haunted nights.

Arrogant and fatal, Lilith reigns in a haughty pose, her opulent breasts erect like pagan altars. Her breasts are large, full of milk and ready to burst, her generous hips sculpted in shadow. She's no ordinary cow: she's a gothic icon, draped in mystery, who knows exactly what she awakens in you. Her 2 kg of velvety silicone, grading from deep black to spectral pink, remain perfectly stable, inviting you to grasp, to caress… or to surrender.

Her tight, throbbing vagina draws you into an intimate ritual: firm spirals that encircle you, fleshy nodules that massage you, a warm, moist embrace that accompanies every movement. Each thrust is an offering, each withdrawal a promise.

Or slip between her massive, heavy, milk-filled breasts. Squeeze them gently. Squeeze them. And activate the hidden function: a discreet click, and the milk spurts out in creamy jets, cascading over your skin, transforming the Spanish handjob into a milky, slippery, almost sacred game. (A version without the milk function is available for those who prefer mystery without the effusion.)

Lilith doesn't ask. She commands. Her closed eyes, lined with black eyeliner that drips like a tear of ink, her spiked necklace encircling the base of her neck like a crown of thorns… she watches you, draws you in, drains you. You don't possess her: she holds you captive.

This gothic furry masturbator is not just an object. It's an experience. A plunge into a living hentai where the cow becomes a dark muse, where milk becomes a symbol, where every sensation is an invitation to let go.

So, will you dare to touch the teats of Lilith the Gothic Laughing Cow… and let yourself be carried away by her silent laughter?

The expected sensations

This dual-function furry masturbator (vagina and breasts) was designed to offer contrasting, powerful, and addictive sensations. Each zone has its own identity, a unique character, and invites you to vary the rhythm, pressure, and depth to extract its full sensory richness.

Vagina : the opening is welcoming, fleshy, almost cuddly, but from the moment you enter, the walls tighten into a supple, vibrant sheath. The first area is lined with thick, irregular bumps, arranged in tight rows: they caress the corona of your glans with devilish precision, alternating between light friction and firm pressure. The deeper you go, the more unpredictable the canal becomes: deep cavities that gently draw you in, undulating twists that massage the sides, and a series of round nodules that roll beneath your skin like living pearls. You don't control the rhythm: the toy follows you, squeezes you, guides you, pushes you to slow down or speed up according to its mood. Every centimeter gained is a surprise, every withdrawal a promise of return.

Breasts : visually more imposing, they conceal a far more enveloping structure. The central groove is narrow, warm, and lightly powdered: it embraces your penis like a soft vise, the silicone bouncing with every pressure. As soon as you begin to move, the inner walls of the breasts contract, creating a continuous, almost pulsating embrace. The small, firm nipples react to the slightest compression: a discreet click, and the milk spurts out in warm, creamy jets, flowing in thick streams along the groove, transforming every movement into a silky, milky, hypnotic glide. Even without function, the breasts remain heavy, stable, and full: a living cushion that holds you, massages you, and slowly empties you.

This furry sex toy is much more than just a masturbator. It's a visceral, sensual experience, designed for lovers of immersive pleasure. Two zones, two personalities, one certainty: you'll end up breathless.

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Total length : 22 cm (8.66 inches)

Vaginal depth : 19 cm (7.48 inches)

Breast height: 15cm (5.91 inches)

Milk Jet function for optimal immersion

Premium hypoallergenic medical grade silicone

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Your Milky Orgasms Within Reach of Your Teat

Imagine the sensations of your sex sliding again and again between Lilith's engorged udders.

Imagine reaching a milk orgasm again and again, whenever and wherever you want.

Lilith the Gothic Laughing Cow: Limitless Dairy Pleasures

The night air is thick, laden with the scents of damp straw, beaten earth, and a hint of fermenting hay. You are in the heart of an old, abandoned farmhouse, far from roads, far from prying eyes. The barn is immense, its beams blackened by years creaking softly in the breeze. A single lantern, suspended from a rusty chain, casts an orange light that dances across the wooden walls.

In the center, on a pile of fresh straw, Lilith awaits you. She is there, alive , crouching, knees apart, her curved horns gleaming like polished obsidian. Her skin is a deep red, almost blood, glistening with sweat in the animal heat of the stable. Her glowing red eyes pierce you, and that smile… that gothic, predatory smile that reveals pearly fangs. Her spiked collar rattles when she tilts her head. Her massive , enormous breasts hang heavily, swollen with milk , the teats erect, already beaded with white drops.

You approach. Your boots crunch on the straw. She doesn't move. She laughs; a deep, mocking laugh that makes her breasts vibrate like living bells. You reach out. You brush against a teat. It's hard, burning hot . You pinch. A jet shoots out . Not a trickle. A powerful, warm, thick spurt that splashes your face, your neck, your shirt. You take a step back. She laughs louder, straightens up, her breasts slapping against her chest.

You grab her. Your hands sink into her warm flesh. You lift one breast , let it fall— plop . Then the other. She moans, arches her back. You plunge your penis between her breasts . The cleft is narrow, slippery, burning hot . You begin to move, slowly at first, then faster. Each thrust makes milk spurt onto your stomach, onto her thighs, onto the straw. The sound is obscene : splat, splat, splat . She tightens her breasts around you, pumps you, empties you. The milk cascades, forming white puddles on the earthen floor. You feel the orgasm rising, burning, inevitable .

But she's not finished yet.

She spins around, crawling on all fours in the straw, her rump raised, her tail swishing in the air. You kneel behind her. Her vagina is there, open, throbbing, dripping . You thrust in. Deep . She's hot, wet, alive . You fill her. You fuck her. You fuck her hard . Each thrust makes her breasts tremble, slapping against the straw, dripping with milk . She laughs, screams, moans, a mixture of pleasure and defiance.

You take her harder. Your hips slap against her buttocks. The sound is animalistic : clap, clap, clap . Her teats scrape the ground, leaving white streaks in the dust. You feel the milk run down her thighs, onto your knees, everywhere. You're soaked. She's soaked. The straw is soaked.

You speed up even more. You hold her by the hips, you pound into her. She laughs louder , her head thrown back, her horns scraping the barn ceiling. And when you finally come, violently, she contracts her vagina , tightens around you , and at the same moment, her teats burst .

A geyser of milk erupts from her breasts. Not a spurt. An explosion . The milk shoots out in powerful arcs, spraying your back, your hair, your face. It splatters the walls, the hay bales, the old rusty tractor in the corner. You scream. She howls. The milk runs everywhere, onto the straw, onto your bodies, into the cracks in the ground. You come again and again and again, inside her pulsating, squeezing, milking vagina around you.

You collapse onto her. Your body trembles. The milk still flows, slowly, from her teats to the straw. You breathe in her scent: warm skin, lukewarm milk, animal sweat, damp earth . She turns, presses your back against the straw, and climbs on top of you. Her teats hang above your face, still dripping. She looks at you, her eyes shining, and murmurs in a hoarse voice:

"You're not tired, are you? Because I... I still have milk."

You don't have time to answer. She squeezes her thighs together , straddles you , kisses you in turn , and the cycle begins again. In the barn. In the straw. In the milk. Again. And again. Until dawn.

Thomas's immersive experience with Lilith

Hey, it's Thomas. I've tested dozens of toys over the years, but Lilith … she blew my mind. As soon as I took her out of the box, I could tell she was something substantial: 2.3 kg of premium silicone, ultra-stable, with massive breasts and an ultra-textured vagina . Perfectly balanced, no need to hold her with two hands.

I settled into the living room, dim the lights, and applied some water-based lubricant. I started with a Spanish handjob . I slid my penis between her labia . The texture was velvety, warm, and wonderfully soft . The groove was narrow, fitting perfectly. From the first strokes, the pressure was building. I took the built-in syringe , gently squeezed it— psshh —and the semen gushed out .

Warm, thick jets splashed across my chest, stomach, and thighs. The sound: splat, splat . The flow became milky, silky, hypnotic . I sped up, squeezed the syringe harder. The milk flowed everywhere. I was already at the edge.

Then I moved towards her vagina . The entrance is fleshy, soft , then it tightens suddenly. The internal textures are incredible : spirals, nodules, irregular bumps that roll beneath the glans. Every inch is a surprise. I started with slow, deep movements, then I sped up. Clap, clap, clap . Her breasts bounced with each thrust, the milk spurted with each squeeze of the syringe. I emptied half the reservoir, a real milky shower . I was drowning in pleasure .

The pleasure rose, uncontrollable . I felt my body tense, my legs tremble. And when I came— violently —I squeezed the syringe one last time. Explosion . Milk sprayed everywhere : on my face, in my mouth, on the walls. I screamed. My orgasm lasted and lasted, inside her pulsating vagina, which squeezed, emptied me . I was exhausted, soaked, fulfilled .

Afterwards, I lay there, panting, my body covered in warm milk. Lilith was still there, untouched, ready for what was to come. Cleanup? Easy. Warm water, mild soap, a quick rinse – and the syringe fills up in two seconds. Even after such a wild session, it's ready in 5 minutes.

I know I'll be back. Again and again . If you're looking for a milky, immersive, intense experience, Lilith the Gothic Laughing Cow is for you. She won't leave you indifferent. She'll possess you. Believe me, you won't believe it. 🖤🐮

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The best kind of Moo

Wow! What a piece of art! The best for milk play and just wonderful overall! Keep up the good work!

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The milking is an awesome idea !

It's my, hmmmm 9th order here, and i never saw something like this, orgasming and seeing those tits milk at the same time is so exciting
Another greatjob from DelicesDefendus !

Lilith the Gothic Laughing Cow – Furry Fleshlight Hentai Yiff Masturbator with Runny Milk

$180.00