1. Ms Milk's training continues


    Date: 8/10/2015, Categories: Fiction, Bondage and restriction, Enema, Group Sex, Lactation, Author: wolfboyurges, Rating: 69.2, Source: sexstories.com

    breasts were starting to swell again after some hours since her afternoon nursing. Her nipples ached for some of the attention her lower regions were getting. It was only a few minutes before the men returned and began to suck her once again. They knew they were squeezing the milk from her inside out. Now they had to receive the next batch of her bounty. She moaned into her gag as they drank. The dinner was served and yet the evening was still young. Her pelvis started to shake and buck against the empty air as they worked her into a sexual frenzy again just by stimulating her breasts. Her master took her clit between his fingers and her next buck collapsed into another quivering orgasm. Her rolled it in his fingers like a moist pearl plucked from a salty oyster. She shook to the beat of his lightly tremoring grip. He paused then placed his ridged shaft lengthwise on top of her wet slit and let it slide back and forth across her without entering. She was so juicy and swollen open it was like being half immersed just by his contacting strokes across her vee. As she lay still in her state of wet plateau between her peaks her need for his cock inside grew. It was just a tease rubbing up and down her door step like that. She wanted it more and again. Unconsciously she bucked up on his next stroke and engulfed him with her wet gripping love tunnel. He let her guide him in but kept his length outside, giving her only the bulging head to rub in and out of her squeeze. She writhed ...
    and shook but he held his distance exactly giving her only the minimum entrance. After a long dance of this careful hip work he suddenly drove into her all the way surprising her into a new round of cumming. She was sweaty all over. Her face was wet with tears of pleasure. The dampness between her legs had become a sloppy wet gash that exploded again with every glancing brush of sensation that was allowed. She was played out into a wet puddle of her own come. They left her again for a break and some refreshment. Her master had removed the hood but kept the gag. The room lights were out but he reached in and turned them on after the captors were out in the hallway. She flinched and squinted at the bright fixture overhead. It was blinding her so that even without the hood she was disoriented and disabled by light after her hours of hooded darkness. She was losing her grip on what was happening. She didn't know who was using her but it thrilled her to the very core. The woman had seemed like a nice neighborly type with an impish glimmer in her eyes; how wicked it all was. She was helpless and she loved it completely. She could see again but there was nothing going on. They waited and rested and then reached in and switched out the light. Now it was dark and even without the hood she could see nothing. Her gag was removed and the helpers cock was placed there instead as he knelt alongside. Her master checked her breasts for milk but found they were still recharging. He took his ...
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