I love knowing that they want what I have."Now you are telling me you want to be mine alone and that you are willing to let all your other lovers go j...st to be with me and belong to me. I don't know what to say… I am floored. I love being with you too. And while I don't have a lot of experience with sex, I can't, in my wildest imagination, picture it being any hotter, any sexier than it is with you," he said."So does that mean that I am yours alone? I don't want anyone but you, but what about. Having a real bathroom made me feel more human. About a week later my tits needed to be milked again. This gave me relief but the ranch also sold my milk on the black market. I guess that's why they never let me dry up. I went through my normal routine of being hooked up and about an hour into it the door opened. It was going to happen again. My pussy started to get wet almost on it's own in anticipation. He quietly moved up behind me. This time he squatted down and started to lick my clit with. The little shit had been listening to me beat-off for years, and I never knew he knew. And I guess I sort of felt that he was blaming me for himself starting to masturbate. I took a deep breath, realizing that my cock had gone completely soft in the time since Billy first spoke to me. I was trying to focus my thoughts and figure-out what I should say to the k**. Though Billy had a thought of his own. “So are you gonna do yourself or not?” He said, in full-brat-mode. “It’s late and I wanna get. Brian let a hand slip inside Linda's blouse to cup her naked breast, Linda leaned forward again, that's what he did, just before he told me that he really did want to fuck me. Linda continued, I returned the favour and felt his crotch like this. I could feel his throbbing cock just like yours wanting to escape. I told him that I was sure that he would be a great fuck but I would have to ask my husband if it was OK to fuck a guy at a bar. Linda raised an eyebrow, there was no answer from Brian.