“Make it so you never stop lactating, and make it so that it’s a constant stream of milk.” Tsunade complied. Her boobs grow heavier and heavier,...and then all of the sudden it’s like a faucet has been turned on; her tits erupted in a spray of milk that eventually calmed down to a steady stream.“Moo.” He says. Is that a command? “Moo at the end of every sentence.”“Yes, master, Tsu-slave will moo at the end of every sentence, moo.”He leaned in and attached himself to Tsunade’s left nipple. He. "Making sure you are not hurt or bleeding,," she said."Fuck, you don't grab my dick & yank on it like that" I whispered, "Soooorrry!" she said, slowly stroking my dick as I was forgetting the pain I was in just seconds ago. As I looked up at my parents in the front, to see if they could see anything, Sara pushed my boxersdown into my pants, below my balls, and when she thought they would stay that way, went back to stroking my dick to full length. I gotta admit, it felt better, getting it out. They were very much like blue jeans. The were cut more like cargo pants, just made from the same material as modern jeans. Needless to say I liked them a lot. I didn’t know how long I would be gone, so I tossed two more pairs of cargo shorts into my largest pack. I also put in five colored tee shirts along with five golf type knit shirts. Extra shoes, socks, along with the Colt .38. My Taurus .22 mag was going to start the trip in the glove box of the Accent. I could remove it at any time, then. "Sure," Alan said. "See you guys later," Justine said as they headed offwith Alan giving me a little wave as they left. Fiona was still textingher dad so I grabbed my handbag and got my pink phone out, I had a text.I opened it up and it read. "Hi sweetie, hope your day is going well."It was dad checking up on me. He knew I would be nervous today and sowanted to know how I was. "Fine thanks Dad. Just had lunch, going tomall after school," I replied a few minutes later there was a response."Glad.