And then the hands move to my shoulders and gently, but firmly urge me to bend over. I do their bidding and the hands move back to my hips and I know ...o move my feet a little bit apart and stick out my ass. I feel a familiar hardness probing at the lips of my pussy and the only thing in my mind is a fervent wish that the cock hurries up and fills my needy pussy.And then it presses inwards while the hands pull back on my hips. My god, that feels good. And then the fucking starts and I know I'm. I don't know i siad. please zach i want you so bad please and i feel bad about what i did yesterdayi dont know i would have to think about it.she had a frown on her face and started to cry. i got down from the tree and left. by 12:00 i was hungry. i was working out. got out of the work out room took a shower and got something to eat. i couldnt stop thinking about what she did. i try to play a game to help me forget about it but i couldn't. i walked to her house and her car wasnt there. i felt. I havenoticed an interesting phenomenon. If it is just my three sissies in themilking stalls side-by-side they wait quietly for each to have his turn.However, if another staff member has a couple of sissies across theroom, lined up for milking, and the sissies can see each other, the onesnot being milked whimper piteously and stamp their little pedicured feetwith impatience, begging, politely of course, to be milked next. Thestaff have discovered that even blindfolding them all does not help. I needed a second opinion. Fortunately, I knew someone to ask.Sherri answered the phone this time, instead of Lisa. We said our hellos and then I took a deep breath."I got a letter from Tina," I said."Oh, really? What'd she say." Let me read it to you." I shifted the phone so I could hold the letter in my other hand. Despite the fact that I knew it almost word for word, I didn't want to get anything wrong when I read it."Wow," Sherri said when I was done. "That's surprising." Really?" Most.