He led me to an area in the back that was segregated from everything else. It was a large stall of my own. In the middle was a custom wooden milking r...ck. It was padded so I could lay forward on it comfortably and had contours so that my huge tits would hang down on each side for easy access. When I laid down on it my feet still stayed on the ground with my butt in the air, but it supported most of my weight. He gently led me over to it and asked me to try it out. I laid down on it and found it. "Almost perfect, but remember to reach back and smooth your dress underyou when you sit down," she said. I tried it again, then got up andwalked around some more, refining my movements."Let's try the green one now," said Steven, and he unzipped me while Istepped out of the blue one, then tried on the lacy green one. Theflouncy little cap sleeves tickled my upper arms, and the lace overlayfelt very feminine. I walked around again, practicing, avoiding anyboyish lurches and trying to flow...to. He tossed and turned for almost an hour before drifting off to sl**p. The next morning, Mr. Stevens wondered if getting sucked off by Olivia was just a dream. He got his answer when he went into the living room and saw the huge cum stain on the couch. He quickly cleaned it up and then sat down and relived his ultimate fantasy. Two days later, Mr. Stevens was out for a walk when a sports car pulled up beside him. “Hi Mr. Stevens” called Olivia. He looked over and saw the gorgeous blond sitting. If she had any undies on, it had to be a thong, because her ass looked unconfined and the pants rode right up her crack and when she stood there talking with me, her camel toe was quite pronounced.Damn she looked hot in that outfit. She did, on a few occasions, flirt some with me. And would ask questions about my dating habits. That night she was making taco’s and asked if I wanted any. I said, sure, figuring I could get to see her more in this outfit, which was making my groin stir some.We.