"A lot of this could have been avoided, months ago, if I'd just talked to you when I had questions, or was uncomfortable... with anything!" But I'm th... one..." she started, but now I was the one reaching out my hand to her. I pressed a finger against her lips, Heather's eyes widened as the touch jarred her into silence. We stared at each other, eyes locked together, as my finger slowly pulled back from her lips. I traced a line up and down her jaw, remembering what it was like to touch her, to. He stood thereas she tried it. He was amazed at how fast she ate it. He knew shealways doodled over desert because she wasn't a dessert eater. She said, "That is really, really good. Is there another piece?If there is I could go for another." Jerry just about leapt to get her another piece. When he placedit in front of her she asked, "Is there enough left that I might beable to take it to work tomorrow to share with the girls?" Jerry assured her it would be ready for her She told him. I looked down and there was still milkoozing out of my nipples, and the wind blew that milk sideways along thetwo icicles on my breasts. Each was now several inches long, the onefrom my left breast had become long enough to touch and join with theicicle from my right breast. More and more milk came out, and longer andlonger the icicles got.I could not move any more - not any part of my body. My eyes werefrozen, stuck looking down at my bosoms, watching them leak more and moremilk out, the. ***** Julian was on the verge of passing out when he heard Auntie Jane'svoice, "Having fun girls? What a wonderful bondage design. I adore theswinging sissy. And having him milked him was so thoughtful."However, enough fun for now. I have to take him shopping. Please removeall of his bondage ribbons. I dare say he needs to move his limbs about.I will meet you girls down aboard the 'Proud Pouf' in an hour."Julian, I hope you have learned a valuable lesson. I expect a propersissy deportment,.