I must not laugh out loud……I must not do this at all. As time slips and sneaks by, I feel that the towel is drying up and fast losing its iciness...and coldness that I am enjoying and delighting to be struck and afflicted with this very instant. I check the remaining water inside the bottle and find out that it still is not all that satisfyingly cold and freezing. It has lost its coldness and iciness too. Meaning that I cannot get myself to use it as freely and effortlessly as I have done with. Seeing everything was clear, I called out to Pam that it was safe. Two men walked back to the barn after securing the bull in the pasture. They saw us coming out and
Pam knew one of them. "Hey Bobby! We're glad to see you." Pam, how are you young lady? I haven't see you since your dad's funeral." I'm doing great, Bobby. Thanks for saving us. Let me introduce my friend Tom."We shook hands and Bobby introduced us to his buddy Fred McDonald who was about Jerri's age. We explained what happened and. ..'. The second i heard the words come out of his mouth i could not believe what was happening. I knew exactly what he meant and as i looked down to his lap i saw a big black cock the size of a pringles can poking out the end of his small shorts. It must have been 11" long i had never seen anything like it in my life, i felt as if my penis no longer existed this was it this was what all girls meant when they whispered about black guys. As i lowered my head closer towards the monster cock. ”Katie approached and as she did so Mr Y stood and cupped her right breast in his palm. His fingers dented into her spongy flesh and stroked towards her nipple.“Fuller than you said Dan,” he opined, “firm and quite tight. Fetch a couple of glasses Dan, she’ll milk well. You’re out of practise Dan.”“Is this the first time you’ve been milked Katie dear?” Mr Y asked her.“Yes, sir. It is.” Katie replied with uncharacteristic submissiveness. Her naked breast in his hand brought about that.