I somehow knew he'd been watching me for a while. I quickly looked away."She doesn't have a clue, does she?" he asked softly.A sudden sinking feeling,...but I gave him my best clueless look.He moved closer to me on the couch. "She doesn't have a clue how you feelabout her, does she?"I felt like the bottom dropped out of my stomach. How had he seen it? Seenit ALREADY? None of the others ever had. There were times when I felt likeit must have been obvious, when I was just waiting for the. " Just let go, let me feel you. This will be my first." Oh, uh." I came, the best orgasm I'd had, her muscles milking me, feeling my semen shooting into that warm embrace."Oh yeah, nice, I can feel it. Warm, coating me inside. Oh that's nice, I like it."Finished soon after we started, Chelsea lay down on me. I felt it seeping out of her onto me. "Thanks Chels. Thanks." Happy to be your first. It would have been nice anywhere but to treat me like this for my birthday, I'll always remember."We. "You will," I said firmly. "And tomorrow, instead of participating in her initiation, you will be my assistant."In the shower, Pyx and I got ourselves wet. My red-head then did all the cleaning and scrubbing. After we were done, Vonda dried us off with our large fluffy bath sheets.Once we were dry, I asked Vonda, "Do you want to sleep in our bed, or in the guestroom?" If you don't mind, I'd rather sleep in the guestroom. Sleeping next to you, and not being able to do anything, would drive me a. The dogs all crowded round, anticipating doggie delights, and the only way I could concentrate on milking them one at a time was by getting them alone. I was able to find an empty pen, and took each dog in turn in there, and did the "down, roll over" bit, watched through the fencing by all the other dogs. That worked fine while the jug was pretty empty, but as the jug filled up I needed to have the last dogs standing up, so I could milk them down into the jug without spilling any. The dogs were.