" No."She circled the grass, moving lower, threatening to touch my pussy before sliding back up along my side. The ticklish pleasure shot down to my p...ssy. The orgasm swelled. My eyes squeezed shut and my pussy contracted."Angela," I groaned."Are you going to cum, slut?" Angela purred."Yes," I gasped.The fuzzy grass slid up between my breasts, so close to my nipples, before caressing the sweep of my neck. She brought it to my chin. The soft end kissed me on the lips. I moaned as a flutter of. Up until I was 19 I had never even looked at another women with anything but a fashionable eye and a bitch about her beauty, but a hot and sticky July afternoon was to change that forever. My best friend had invited me to her beach hut where she spent most of her summers to relax and enjoy some sunshine and white wine with a couple of her colleagues from work, I had never been out with this crowd before but very soon was pleased that I did. We spent the first hour just chatting and telling. You’re gonna learn to do what you’re told, cum when you’re told Damnit your fat little ass is gonna really hurt when you go home today. UP” “He is clean sir. He’s clean.” Jenny sobbed. “Keep licking now lick him like you will your husband when he is clean. Slurp. I want to hear slurping sounds and MMMMs. That will help both you and your husband appreciate the experience more. DOWN You are so damn wet but you will not cum. You will take every bit of this spanking and then some,” he growled then. We’d been amazed by the number of firms who appeared on the “Milk Round” lists that Prof had circulated to ask which ones we were interested in being seen by; I’d plumped for interviews with two in the oil business, one in the chemicals, and one in the pharmaceuticals. I hadn’t considered the food, ‘beauty’ or plastics industries, but there were loads to choose from if I did, and I suspected that I wouldn’t be penalised for missing their “Milk Round” interviews if my reference was that.