He is moving his jaw back and forth with a bit of a grind, his tongue flicks over the tip of my nipple. He knows how sensitive my nipples are, even mo...e after being clamped. My body starts to tremble a known sign that I’m about to orgasm and I fight the best I can not to, I cry out knowing it’s coming back he doesn’t let up on me. I buck myself towards him and without the control I thought I have start to orgasm. I feel my whole body tense up. He stops immediately from what he was doing and. It would have been still flaccid,but hung down mimicking a teat now.I flickered on the other switch and more milk pressed into him. Only afew seconds later there was a barely audible dropping sound. I switchedthe compressor off and looked around at Tom's front. Dangling from hischest were no longer huge firm D or DD cup-sized globes, but hugemelons, bazookas, warheads or whatever came to mind. Far beyond E forsure - maybe even G - they looked like huge, plump, stout balls about tobust any. Sandi and I sure weren't goingto complain about not having to cook! LOLAs soon as we arrived at my place, Sandi and I headed forthe shower. We decided it quicker to take a showertogether. We quickly washed ourselves as well as each otherfrom head to toe. I picked out a pink sundress, and a pairof soft pink panties. Sandi insisted I wear my whitesandals with a 4" heel. Sandi settled on a pair of shortsand an oversized shirt. I was about to tease her, butfigured I was more than happy to be in a. A curved pruning saw, small axe, ex-army entrenching tool to bury my waste both human and other. A good sized light tent, a good groundsheet cum poncho and an extra large sleeping-bag, only one change of outer clothing, three changes of underwear and socks, a woolly pullover, two one day ration packs (which I have never touched) a compass, and a good wind-up waterproof watch, plus toilet ware was all one actually needed. I had a few extra small items such as my camera and notepad.I tried every.