At that time, I would make her count to 60 and saying each time something embarrassing like ?thank you Master for milking your cow?. Only after that s...e was allowed to orgasm. Typically she was almost screaming by the time she reached 60 and would explode literally on top of my cock. The milk was flowing very fast during her orgasm. It sure was a nice way to wake up.Just the morning ritual in combination with me sucking the milk at other parts of the day was enough to relieve the pressure for. It finally hit me. I’d never had a chance to grieve for my family. I’d had to jump straight in, arrange the funerals, deal with the insurance, and try to save the company. Plus, I never had anyone to grieve with. Every one close to me was gone. Kim acted sympathetic, but I could sense she never really gave a rat’s butt about it.Now, twenty months later I sat here, surrounded by families I’d known since childhood, the friends I’d made here, the friends my parents had made. Plus I now had Carrie. I was stroking her hard and she was moaning loudly. The best part was her boobs shaking up and down while having sex and playing with her nipples was a best experience.I removed my dick from her dripping pussy and put it in her mouth. She swallowed all my cum as if she was drinking mango juice. We rested for sometime and then we went to the bathroom to clean ourselves. She cleaned my cum with her mouth and she kept sucking my dick for some more time.That evening I stayed back at her place and. ..what are you doing here?” I ask, with a hand on my towel to make sure it doesn't fall.“You don't seem to happy to see me,” She says as she tosses her bag onto the bed then turns to face me with hands firmly planted on her hips.“Oh I'm happy to see you, I just didn't expect to,” I say with a smile, “What's with the bag?”“Isn't obvious, im staying here with you, duh,” she says acting like I'm stupid.“But there's only one bed,” I point out confused. “And?” She questions.“What do you plan on.