1. 3 A Dairy conversion Part 4


    Date: 10/11/2017, Categories: BDSM, Group Sex, Hardcore, Author: alibodge, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    I had been praying for the spring to be removed, now it had , the bl**d galloped back into the area lately restricted, the pain became excruciating. She flounced out again. The time passed slowly, It was 3.30 when she returned Dressed in her housecoat. I was released; cramped muscles screamed their protest having stood for 6 hours, she snapped her fingers and I meekly followed her to the slab alter. Help me up she said, I did as instructed and she stood straddling poor Sam`s head. Slowly she removed her housecoat then squatted over his open mouth, with a spurt her first water splashed into his waiting mouth, he swallowed as quickly as he could but she was gaining on him, she was pissing more quickly than he could drink. He was panicking; that girl must have had a bladder like a tanker, suddenly she stopped mid stream stood and faced me saying your turn, the same rules apply, my mouth locked itself to her crutch and the flow restarted, after 6 hours stood without a drink, my thirst was exceptional, not a drop had spilt as the fountain finally dried. It was just 4 pm. When we released him, Sam sat for a while rubbing his sore breast, she said he looked tired. He kissed her, the taste of her own water still on his lips. Then thanked her for the best birthday he could ever remember. Saying with feeling she “was something special” before Rising and stiffly walking back to the kitchen. We now had a weekend till Ann went back to work and Sam to his home to pack up and sort out, ...
    plus doing his last few shifts, I meanwhile called the dog trust saying that the first two kennels were ready and that weather permitting we would be finishing the other two the next week. Timothy the local agent for the trust promised us a couple of bales of straw for bedding, some blankets bowls and the like if we could collect it and he had a dog that was causing chaos in his kennel could we take it till the next weekend when it was due to be sent to the big centre in Essex unless a home became available first. Sam and I set out on the Saturday towing the pony trailer and Dropping Ann to shop in Rye, for the bank and at the market arranging to collect her after dinner. We arrived at the shelter to be met by Tim; we loaded half a dozen bales, some blankets, a couple of bags and boxes of food, and bowls leads collars and the like, he then led us round his cattery and then the kennel on a grand tour, “It`s the big ones we have a problem with” he said, Alsatians, not as bad but Dane`s, Woolf-hounds and the like are too big for most people., and cross breads ...well”. We paused at a run where a huge aggressive Mastive, slavered at us aggressively and he shook his head. Hoping against hope he was not going to lumber me with this man eater, he said that “This one we have been lucky with and he is going as a site guard!” to say I was relieved... otherwise he would have gone to Essex and after a week been put down. We moved on and came to a large old Great Dane, Sam fondled his ears ...
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