The devices would stop tugging, then release and detach. The men observed how red and swollen the nipples were. It was mesmerizing. They knew too, tha... the girls had not yet orgasmed, and that would greatly increase the milk flow, often causing the milk to squirt powerfully out of the nipples into the air as the women shook and cried in pleasure.The men were all really looking forward to helping make that happen.Each customer was led down a hallway where they would meet their chosen milker. She. Milk it, yes..."I realized then that she was using her own muscles around his cock, balls-deep in her, tightening and releasing and squeezing with nothing more than her secret velvet tunnel. I'd never been so envious in my life, watching his flushed face as this golden goddess pleasured him.His passion got the better of him, as I saw his hand move up under her dress, under the blanket to her breast. They must have believed I was completely asleep, since he made no pretense now about his. Of courses, in this world of nothingness, there was no one to respond tome. There wasn't even an echo."Is there anybody there?" I asked.No response.Well, I had survived the pink mist. But now I was going to starve todeath in some obscure nether-dimension. My mind reeled as I consideredother possibilities. Did time even have any real meaning in here? Whatif my body didn't get hungry or decompose? Oh, God. What if I had justescaped death and instead found myself as an immortal in. What kind of a Slut are you? You tell me you are going to be begging me for a story, because your drunk ass has chosen Jim Beam tonight? Like it is only tonight that you want me to call you a sissy-ass bitch?! I don't believe that for a second. As a matter of fact, if I were there with you now, I would wake your pathetic, passed-out ass up, and make you strip down to nothing and dangle a pink thong in front of your nose and watch your dick get rock hard. All I'd have to do is talk of putting.