In the heart of their rural home, Steve's wife, a lactating goddess, engages in her daily ritual. Dressed in a simple, loose-fitting gown, she sits on the kitchen counter, her legs dangling over the edge. She begins by cupping her breasts, feeling the weight and fullness. She then starts to milk herself, letting the creamy liquid drip onto the floor below. She becomes lost in the sensation, her breathing deepening, her body responding to the intimate touch.