This was no mere bison. This was a female bison. In other words: A cow.Without thinking in my excitement I answered him. "It will give us milk!" Milk?... asked my mate.I realized that milk was not a staple of Cro-magnon society, well at least those above the age of two or so. "Where I'm from, we drink the milk of animals. It strengthens our bones and makes us stronger. Besides, it tastes good," I laughed."Mike..." she started before I finished her thought."I know. I'm a strange man..." But a. She gave little moans. She clung to me.Now i took her in front of the large mirror in their bedroom and turned her around.i caught her from the back. My fully erect penis was brushing her buttocks. I told her to look in the mirror. I moved my hands over her breast from behind.I pulled down her sari down. She was standing with her blouse heaving and her breast was ready to come out. I removed off her sari; she was now standing with only her blouse and petticoat. She watched me massage her boobs. Lori of course was delighted and somehow managed to burn through more than that on just a sexy little black cocktail dress, a tiny little little clutch purse and a pair of shoes - I suddenly realized that I would need to win a lot of new business if Lori wants this to become her lifestyle!We decided to stay for the weekend in the hotel where the ball was to be held. We checked in on Friday and Lori spent the whole of Saturday getting ready. Like most guys, I couldn't understand why a woman who. You were intrigued, but reluctant to hurt me. But could tell from the rhythm of your voice, and the dark glint in your beautiful eyes that the threshold would be crossed. There’s pain, and pain, and you are the only person, my love, who will ever earn the trust that allows it to be administered to me. The ache in my nipples is starting to tell. I try to keep as still as possible to prevent the weights from moving, but the cool breeze from the window causes them to swing in a minute arc. Every.