”He stroked her face and neck, and kissed her again.“I feel overdressed, compared to you.”She began unbuttoning his shirt, and ran her hands acr...ss his chest.He ran his hands across her chest, “Mmm.” Her breasts were straining the corset and he could feel her hardening nipples thru her bra. She reached down and began unhooking the front of the corset slowly, seductively watching his eyes.“Oh my baby,” his eyes wide and pupils dilated with excitement.“Marcus, please remove that damn shirt.”All. “My tits are filling up with milk! I don’t know what todo!” she started crying.“What do you normally do?” I said to her, trying to geta look at her tiddys. I couldn’t see them that wellunder the bluejean material. She moaned, “I normallyuse the pump or I feed the baby. I misplaced the pumpafter I filled up the bottles for little Armando Jr.,so he would have enough milk while he stays at yourparent’s house. I don’t know what to do! I’m. She admitted to herself even on the best of days that she thought Hiatha to be a bit more heavy-handed a Trainer than she would have liked. Hiatha had been one of her toughest to train, and she privately thought Hiatha had needed more time to develop a more even temperament before being made a Trainer. But it was not for her to question her Overlord's actions, and she accepted his choice."I'm not sure I like her," Amanda murmured."Amanda," Sirinna said in a slightly admonishing tone."But look. There are two massage tables side-by-side with our masseurs, Bill and Bob, dressed in white shorts and t-shirts.Both are in their mid-twenties with toned bodies and muscly arms. Bob is the more masculine one, while Bill appears to be slightly effeminate.“You can say and do anything you wish in here, what happens in here stays here,” Bill informs us.“Him or me?,” Bob asks me as they watch us undress.“You please Bob,” I tell him as I enjoy flaunting my naked body for the two masseurs, pleased.