'And that is why I moved in with you', Brandy thought to herself as she made her way down the short hallway to the closed bedroom door, 'at least one ...f the reasons.'She smiled to herself. It hadn't taken very long to get to that big step in their lives together; only a month after the Halloween 'Invasion' the previous year at The Farm. That is what all the bondage club members lovingly referred to it as. A fetishist oasis on the outskirts of town where perverts like her gathered for their. " Cool. The whole boss thing got me interested in the psychology. Father had me working at various things, waitressing, secretarial, purchasing agents, assistants to VPs. And aside from the pretty much ubiquitous sexual harassment, which I won't go into, the diversity of jobs really revealed how few of these bosses were any good at being a boss. The ones that did well stood out." And what did you find?" Communication pretty much, but more subtly how much trust they gave their workers and how. Main jab boss ke pass gayi to usne mere bra ka hook khol diya aur bola chal aab poori nangi ho ja Parul. Main sofa se thodi duur hat kar dance karte karte face off kar ke apni bra nikal feki aur fir bend ho kar apni panty bhi.Fir un sabke samne ghum kar legs fela diye aur hath upar kar ke khadi ho gayi. Sab ke sab mere samne muh fad ke dekhne lage. Boss bola dance Parul aur wohi song continuous baj raha tha. Main kamar aur breast hila hila kar jhatke marte hue dance kar rahi thi. Haruto bola,. Her tanned milkers were fat and engorged, crisscrossed with tiny capillaries and larger blue veins. Her nipples were swollen to the size of baby toes. Around each nipple was a red, chafed ring from the milking wand."Can I see your milk?" Penny said excitedly.Shannon squeezed her nipple. A thin white stream squirted across the bed."Oh my god!" Penny squealed. "What was it like, being milked?"Shannon raised her head. "It was amazing," she said with a triumphant grin. "My knees are still shaking.".