I was again gasping for air as I pulled on the sheet, tightly grasped in both my fists. Then I felt his hand on my pony tail, pulling my head up, my a...s back into him. He held me like that, slapping with one hand and holding my head tightly back with the other, as he pummeled my puss. Electrifying orgasms were beginning to run through me at an ever faster pace. It was like the first time, but even more intense.Of course, I was again lost in that entrancing mind-world of wanton, carnal,. When I felt thepressure of the milk in my breasts I was to pump them dry to make themfeel better. I was told to get on a regimen to milk myself three orfour times a day and once done to put the milk into bottles and thenplace them in the refrigerator. I wondered why and was told that shewould see to it the milk wasn't wasted by taking it to her day carecenter!I hated her for doing this to me. "Feel feminine now?" She giggled asshe sent me to bed to think things over. She said goodnight than. "Are you camping along the way?" the younger man asked."Some, the plan is to camp a couple of nights, then stay in a motel one night." So how in the world do you manage without anybody to bring your equipment?" the older man asked."I have a trailer with a milk crate full of stuff," I replied."How in the world do you get enough supplies in a milk crate," Marge continued. She had obviously decided to put me in my place. She shouldn't have bothered. I already knew that I was an ill prepared rookie. She reached her hand inside and slowly rubbed over my underwear. She found the base of my cock and slowly went down the shaft of the whole thing down the left side of my thigh. She was very quite not saying a word. Once she got to the head, she rubbed her fingers in a circle and I sucked in a breath of air, it felt great. Next, she went to my pants and pulled them down further. She could clearly now see the bulge showing in my underwear with my pants now down past me knees. Then she went to.