Her little socks live were pulled off last, and there she stood: a petite, blond-haired, bespectacled, sexy girl in her underwear. To say she looked uncomfortable would be an understatement. "So, our bull here," the herdstress began, "seems to think he can deny us an orgasm. Though, looking at the state of him now, I'd say that's debatable." Giggles, chuckles, and the little claps from Audrey filled the room. "Unfortunately, an orgasm is a must," she continued. "Perhaps our lovely nurse will provide enough incentive." Lilly stood with her arms crossed, feeling incredibly awkward. She only hoped there wasn't more embarrassment to come, or worse! Chapter Five Milking Michael knew what they were going to do next. He knew he had to resist them, but he also knew that his erection wasn't going to subside on its own. Something about the fullness of the thermometer wouldn't allow him to relax. Everywhere he looked were pretty women, and even seeing his own glistening, bound, naked body was arousing. He tried to clear his mind. "Alright, here's some oil for your hands," the herdstress was saying to Audrey. She stood beside her young customer, sex ready to guide her through the process. They were between Michael and the oven, ready for the most important part of the day. The proud mother stood on Michael's right, excited for her daughter. Audrey had led a sheltered life when it came to boys, though she girl had always expressed great interest in them. When she had asked for a bull for her birthday, her mother agreed; it was a perfect indian present to usher in her new womanhood. The cost was great, but she felt that the gift killed two birds with one stone: Audrey got all the bull meat she could want, and she also got the chance to experience male anatomy at its finest. "Now, to properly milk a bull," explained the herdstress, "you have to stroke slowly. When you see the scrotum drawing close to the body, stroke even slower still. This bull hasn't had an orgasm for five days, so we can expect a healthy volume of semen. "This is what I'm having for dinner tonight, mother," Audrey exclaimed, looking at his penis. "It's so long and thick!" "His testes will be tasty as well," the chef offered. "The nurse made special note of their size and health." The young girl's hands went to Michael's scrotum, her fingers feeling for his testicles. He tensed as she took them, one in the fingers of each hand. She rolled them about, making the man catch his breath. "Be very, very gentle," the herdstress advised. "They're quite tender and delicate." "Oh yes, I am," she reassured. "They feel lovely. So plump!" "They are quite plump," agreed the herdstress. "Aren't boyfriend boobs they, nurse?" I had to ask Kieran to help me. He was a little nervous about lifting sex me, presumably because I was naked. Morgan whispered excitedly, taking the pills from her. John and I realize that we are hungry and offer the two agents to join us for some food. Soon, there was a choirs of uncontrollable orgasms as the women’s bodies trembled and shook. Barbara leaned over to kiss Eli’s cheek and laughed. “I’ll still say what I please!” she spat in reply. She also had a pedigree that could be traced back to the Sisters of Vestus. Then the girls mounted us. “What's going on out there?” asked Mom. Don’t tell John what I made Sindee do. Gently, I held him steady as I drew my knife and slid it under his armpit and into his heart. Laura's two closest co-workers weren't much better. "Ha! Editing Reality “OH! I went back to laying down and texted her. I’m going to need another shower”. She hardly ever does that boyfriend anymore, so I returned the favor. I had... a form. She even swallows his stuff so there’s no mess.” Tits and Hoola are looking to the box, uncertainly. "Nice choice of words Fatima my darling, but I'm thrilled to have found you, afraid that two days I ago, I might never lay eyes on you again, and that deeply saddened me. Something about you told me that you didn't do what you did in that park all the time. Suddenly the fingers were gone and replaced with a long narrow, well lubricated boobs cock that slid in easily. Bea's Confession Not once did he say thank you, Jennifer did, but not him. I start laughing, still trying to calm down. “How about you?” I went home, surprised that I didn't have an accident on the way. Lena glided over to the bed. After his coat had been cast aside, emboldened by his meeking she shuffled closer, moving her right arm around him over his shoulders, her other hand holding her beer bottle as she pulled him against her, the warmth of her curvy figure pressing to the coldness of his, "Mm, I’ll warm you up and you girl just show me and talk me through these pictures yeah?" “Let’s indian live do this!” But I didn't push Bobby's hand away. I’m soaked!” she questioned. I knew that what she meant was for me to hold her down, slide her bikini bottom to the side of her pussy and fuck her hard.