He rubbed my clit with his tongue roughly as he held onto my ass cheeks, pulling me into his mouth. I loved how he talked to me and the idea of being ...is young whore was becoming more and more exciting. The dirty, raw way he spoke to me made my pussy twitch with excitement.I thrust my pussy into his mouth as I spoke, holding his shoulders to steady myself. “Mmm sir! Oh you eat my pussy so good. Please, please make me a good slut.”He drove his mouth onto my clit harder, causing me to moan loud. Touching the soft fabric, she ran her fingertips along the dresses, shirts, skirts, and pants hanging along the wooden rod.One pale blue shirt caught her eye, the soft cotton flowing along her fingers as she pulled it out. Holding it against herself, she saw it would hang almost to her knees. She took it out and tossed it across the bed, then went through the drawers.Most of the drawers were empty, but in one Jason's sisters had left panties, socks, and undershirts from their younger days. They. One of the farms was different than the others due to the fact that the owner had two strong lads and no daughters to speak of. His wife was crippled with some severe crippling of the hands and fingers and would be of no use in the milking game. Millie’s job was to teach the two strapping boys the ins and outs of the milking process and she was of the opinion it was almost an impossible task. No matter how often she demonstrated the technique to Allen and Robin, they seemed too dense to. My cock immediately responded to her touch. However because it was pointing down it grew down my thigh. “Oh, that must be uncomfortable,” she said as she pulled my shorts and boxers down over my hips. When my dick was finally freed it sprang to attention almost hitting her in the face. “Oh my, my feet weren't lying. You are rather large aren't you?” She took me in her fist and looked over my cock. It looked huge in her dainty hand but it looked huge in my big hand. “Mmmm, mmmm, mmmm,.