I feel my juices oozing down my legs. Whack!Whack!Whack!Really hard this time. Really fucking hard. Oh my lord! I groan. My pussy is rocking out, I ne...d another whack to make me cum. "Mistress hit me again, I'm going to cum." Good slave. Feel this."Whack! Way too much. I cum like a bucking animal. I thrust my ass up and scream. "Oh, fuck Bell, fuck, fuck, fuckkkkkkkkkk."I hear a laugh from Bell. My legs are useless and I shake with orgasm aftershocks. Then I feel something probing my soaking. Iwouldn't want you to go to someone cruel or destructive. But fromwhat I've heard, she offers a pleasant, loving experience. Herservice is very expensive, but I think it's just what your poor fatherwould have wanted for you, if he'd known. The question is, would youwant it? Would you like to spend two months this Summer, living awayfrom home, being trained in femininity?" Oh, Mom, I'd love it!" Then I hesitated. Second thoughts. "Well... I think I would, anyway. Maybe we could visit her and see. The man crowded in close to the window and its bed; the creatures campedthere did not part for him or even acknowledge his presence. He wanted toobserve the floppy-haired boy be fed upon again -- to see if the previousoccurrence of milking was some curiosity or the harbinger of something new,habitual.The creatures used few but unfailing methods for arousing the boys, andthey were conscientiously brisk and efficient. The succubus attending tothe sandy-haired boy carefully pinched the boy's penis. But you could still tell she had a really hot body. We seemed to hit it off right away and were all sitting on the floor playing board games. Terry was sitting right beside Lynn so she couldn't see what Lynn was doing. But every time Lynn went to roll the dice or move her game pieces she'd get on her knees and lean over real far letting her loose-fitting top open up giving Kim and Russ an unobstructed look at her big tits hanging down and her huge pink areolas. She probably wouldn't have been.