Back to the shop.A small-bore aircraft drill bored out a small hole along the axis of each dong and a brass hose fitting glued in. Thin hose connected...to a stroke pump, and then to a 5 gallon reservoir filled with mineral oil. An odd thought made her purchase a small air pump with tank and a piston pump in town when getting the oil. She fashioned a four-ounce "surge" oiler to the final tube, and arranged for the thing to automatically reset. She set the pressure to forty pounds in the air tank. Few mins later she asked me to fuck her hole out. I started to fuck her and she was sucking her husband’s asshole, she was excited and was enjoying the most and same with both we men. I was fucking her harder and hared and licking her husband asshole. Then her husband came to and kissing me I was fucking his wife harder and harder I was about to come and I told her & removed my dick & gave it in her mouth and she drank the cum and cleaned my dick and licking it.Then suresh was waiting for me I. I rolled over onto my right side and started squeezing my nipples.Beads of milk shot out, some landing an inch away, and others a foot away. The nearest ones continued to soak my sheets, while the others went as far away as the hardwood floor next to the bed. I would clean in the morning, I told myself. In the meantime, I doused my bed with a few ounces of warm milk. Once I felt I had emptied my tits to a satisfying level, I laid back down to doze off again. Perhaps I should keep my pump at my. The semi-rotund, self-effacing likeable guy became a mean-spirited person.“So, Jeff we got the list of things we’re dealing with, what do you want to talk about first?” I asked.“First, David – You can get off your soap-box about reducing taxes, and giving a raise to the police and teachers. We don’t have the money to give any raises unless we up the city sales tax by at least 25%?” Jeff said.“My wife Elizabeth, looked over the budget and found money to do that very thing – she found money in.