"P-please master." Flavia?slower lip pushed out in a pout, her voice a whimper of desperation. "C-can you please milk me? I need you so badly... I?m S... swollen it hurtsnow."Ken didn?t need much more provocation. Parting his lips, he pushed achocolate-sauce smeared fuzzy face against her breast, squishing into thecomfy silicon surface of it and sinking in. He could hear the milksloshing about inside her body. Pushing his lips to kiss her teat, hebegan suckling, letting warm, sweet cream flood. “Would you like to sit by the fire tonight?”“That sounds nice. We used to do that when we were kids but back then we usually wound up fooling around in the dunes or something.”“Oh? Did you ever tell me those stories?” I probed.“I don’t need to be telling you any more stories and giving you more ideas.”“I wish we had some dunes around here. I’d like to watch you fool around in them.”“In your dreams, weirdo.”I noticed she was dressed appropriately for the evening: jeans shorts, sneakers and a. This was not something I had bargained for when I agreed to take on this cuckolding holiday. Sure, I knew that she was going to be sleeping with Paulo for the whole duration. I knew that she would be fucking him at will and that I might only get the odd sexual release from her hand but this I was not expecting. Seeing my rings still on her finger still gave the outward appearance of us being man and wife, even if she was spending all her time with Paulo. But without the rings, there was no sign. With hands on her hips for leverage I slammed deeply into her pussy whilst she moaned and groaned, and implored me to fuck her hard and deep.Judy had stormed into my home when I opened the front door.She was yelling and screaming at me, and accusing me of diddling Helen out of a fortune during the property settlement. I probably had, but I had a smart lawyer and she was dumb.I was annoyed at this intrusion into my home - I was pissed off."Fuck you lady" I screamed at her. "She got more than she.