He looked at his wife in a trance like state of disbelief. Here she was sitting in a car all dressed in provocative lingerie, something she would only...do for him on special occasions and then under duress. She was smoothing her black nylon stockings to look her best for awaiting lover. As she kissed him on the cheek she then opened the car door. The interior light shone and he caught a glimpse of her shaved pussy. This was something she refused point blank for him. A light pang of jealousy. Erect nipples pointing at the floor. It’s all so tight… Her body, and the dog fucking it… Locked together, nothing jiggling.Vader keeps going, hammering into her from above and behind, his hard cock filling her well used cunt. This time he doesn’t stop until that big fat ball of gristle is filling her up – stretching her out more than it’s been stretched since her last fisting. He’s no longer thrusting into her, just standing over her – his knot in her, his asshole and balls spasming as he. "What about on your end of town?" How would I know?" Regan asked. "If my asshole mother was gone, we could go back to my house and hang out. But I don't want you to have to put up with her twice in a weekend. Talk about a deal breaker." Let's just walk around here for a while," Andy said. "We can talk while we're strolling. Do you want to shop or anything?"Regan kept her face neutral. There wasn't a single store in the mall that she'd ever stepped foot in. She was certain that she wouldn't be. There were lots of very expensive places here. The new place was nice and I noticed that there were only a couple of other program participants there. We must be the 1%. I couldn't wait until my milk came in because that would be the final test.I was told that my breasts were very special. The program they had been put on was working perfectly. Their progress was accelerated and if everything went right I should be producing milk soon. There was still nothing said about what it would be.