I have a small group of women who indulge in a fetish called 'Male Milking', they like to milk men as if they were cows, pulling on their cocks like t...ey were udders." I couldn't wait for Friday to arrive. I arrived at the dungeon at 8:00 pm and was led to a small room by Mistress Anne. In the room, I was met by two naked guys standing around. Anne ordered me to take off my clothes and hand them over. She then closed and locked the door. I looked at the other men. They were all in their. It was so big, and full of veins, kind of intimidating, but inviting at the same time. At the tip a small drop of clear liquid was forming. “Have you ever seen one of these?” his voice faded, more like a murmur. “No, can I touch it?” I replied teasing him, he nodded. I kneeled in front of him and put my tiny hand around it, it was so warm, pulsating in my hand. I began to move my hand up and down, his body responding to my sensual touch. “Taste it Mara, please just put it in your mouth” he. Reluctantly and excitedly, he faced the women to check out their bikinis that were obviously a size or two small. It still amazed him how his mother’s body was still in shape, and his teen sister was cute as ever.“Well, what do you think, honey?” His mother bit her lip in anticipation, the girl next to her doing the same.“You… you guys look incredible.” The twenty-three-year-old gave his honest thoughts.“D-Do you really mean it, Cam?” Audrey took a step to him with opened up eyes.He focused on. I agreed to that, but I knew that I was going to be concentrating on wild hogs, and any rabbits would be a side issue.At last, we got down to the important stuff. He was impressed by the three adult hogs that I had, and he weighed them. The total weight for the adults was 736 pounds. The total weight for the pigs was 87 pounds. I was a little miffed at that, but I couldn't argue with the scale.I walked away with $60.97, a veritable fortune for somebody like me. Mr. Benson reassured me that he.