"O honey I really needed a good fucking just like that, " She said exhaustively.I laid down next to her physically spent, "I love you," I whispered in...o her ear."I love you too," she said still panting for air, "I hope this one takes, you did fuck me hard, like the first time I got pregnant," She said with love in her voice.I moved up close to her and drew her up into my arms, and we went to sleep.It was a relaxing vacation, which we both needed, but it was time to go home.When we got back. At first it had been very embarrassing but she gradually grown to appreciate the feeling of his hands on her nipples, pulling and squeezing, the milk squirting into a bucket. She often had mini orgasms while being hand milked, not big enough orgasms to have to ask permission though, but enough to make it a pleasurable experience.He'd often use her milking time to discuss some aspect of business with her. She was able to keep up a conversation despite the quivers from the mini orgasms. This just. .. like I said, I don't really agree with her methods. But look at the results. You're walking tall, you've got confidence in your step, you're talking to me for, like, the first time ever and you are looking me in the eye. You never, ever did that before." I know. I feel really good about myself. But I want this humiliation shit to stop. I've been afraid to stop it, though, because... because...well..." Go ahead, say what you need to say, David." Alright fine. Because I feel like a fucking sex. Unbuttoning the back of my house dress, he pushed the material down off my shoulders and slipped his hands around me, cupping my boobs. as he massaged my hardened nipples, he began sliding his dick a little further in and out of my wet snatch. Between the attention his hands were giving my tits and the sensation of his hard cock inside of me, I was in heaven. I moaned out “ Fuck me baby, oh yeah fuck me good!” Responding to my passionate cries, he pumped his dick into me, going deeper with each.