” The house was warm and inviting, I could hear the sounds of the football match coming from another room.“I didn’t take you as a Hammers fan,�... I joked.“I’m not; it just got left on,” she said, walking me through to the front room, “Tea or coffee?”“Coffee please,” I replied, watching her disappear into the small kitchen. The room was comfortable with a huge television dominating one corner, showing me that the first half of the match was coming to an end.Photographs of Zoe, Archie and various. But she came first. She had to be made to see that what he did, what he was, was so much more important than what she was doing now. When she saw, when she came to love him, she could share in his purpose. She could join him in his studies. It would be perfect.He checked the ropes he had rigged specifically for her. He checked the bindings that he had padded with soft material so they wouldn't hurt her. It had to be perfect. They would have tonight and every night after. He glanced over at the. I reached up and started gently massaging her swaying breasts. Little droplets of milk formed on each nipple. I squeezed her fabulous tit flesh towards her huge nipples causing her to leak more milk. Gloria reached up and pinched both nipples causing milk to spray my chest and face. I leaned up and opened my mouth which she promptly aimed her squirting breasts at. I reached up and pulled her to me so I could suckle on her leaky breasts. She fed me one massive brown tit and I sucked on the. It smelled wierd. The bus ride was rather quiet.When I got home, an exetremely strong pair of hands grabbed me, just as I walked through the door. One hand pulled down my pants, the other carresing my large and well formed tit. I was calm. I turned around, and nailed him in the cock. I stood still, how ever. I think the fact that I was more horny then a porcupine made me stay. He shoved himself against me, and I couldn't help but grind against him. He took out his cock, and whacked it against.