“Please,” she said. “Not quite so hard.”He gave her a minor slap, painful, but nothing compared to the mighty slap of before. “I am just m...lking my cow,” he said. “I have to squeeze hard to get the milk out of your udders.”She smiled at him, hoping to placate him. He resumed the squeezing, as rough and hard as before.“One day, I will milk your udders for real,” he said. “One day, when I am ready, I will make you pregnant. Then, when I squeeze your udders, milk will really squirt out. I. Greg felt it more a duty than anything else, although he admittedly was getting excited with the wedding only a couple of days away. And of course, Jeff liked to do anything when Allison was around.There was a covered shelter that they could use in case of rain, but it didn't look like it would be needed, since the weatherman predicted blue skies all weekend. So they picked a large open area in the park where they could hold the ceremony. Allison took Greg's arm and led him all over, jabbering. "Yeah, I'm fine," I said, thankful that he couldn't see me blushing because of the lights. "Good, oh, and happy birthday," Jake said, leaning in towards me. His arm bent back, pulling me in towards him as he did so (because I was still holding his hand). He had pulled me in so I could hear him and he flashed me a cute smile as he did so, which made me blush. "Thanks!" I said, as I felt his cheek brush against mine. "I'm Jake," he said, smiling at me. "I'm Tara," I said, smiling back, his hand. Chris was in total control.For Ellie, it was pure magic. His fantastic rod thrust back and forward. Her feet were on and off the ground. How many times had she orgasmed? Ellie had lost all track of time, all track of any sensibility other than the pleasure from his rampant cock. Life was marvellous. Chris was sensational. That was when she began to wonder when he would cum.Not immediately was the wordless answer as Chris straightened further, her feet left the ground once more, and he walked.