She had sex every now and then, but it was simply not the same. The thrill was missing. Once you give in to that amazing fetish you can never really g... back, no matter how much you try. And today Gabriella decided to go back to it. Because today was when her son had a sleepover with two of his friends. One of the things she and her husband experimented with was working on each other’s boundaries. They even did it through hypnotic conditioning. So, with time Gabriella developed quite some. The time seemed to fly by, and soon Maria was locking Rose back in place, inserting the piston and the plug, and putting the tubes of the milking machine back on. Maria gave Rose a bit of extra lube around her holes and breasts, knowing how sore Rose must be. She then turned on the machines and finished her cleaning before she too left Rose. +-+-+ Rose heard the door open again. She turned to see who it was, but could only hear voices laughing and joking. She recognized her husband Tony, but. Then those hands clasped urgently at her bottom as if she were truly in pain.“Oh Sir... ooohh... Sir...” she kept wailing, twisting from side to side.“You deserved it, my girl,” said Herr Brandt thickly. He looked up at me. “And now it’s your turn, Martine,” he said.I advanced to his side, trying to look nervous. Close to, I could see the perspiration on his forehead. He was breathing rather fast. Perhaps, I thought in sudden joyous hope, he might have a heart attack. It would be fitting end. ..This...Is...My...Life...Now?”“I’m afraid so.” Gwydion shook his head and walked away as the Elven flutists began playing jaunty tunes. The only music Rimmon’s friends and family needed was the whimpering moans of the young bride massaging her sore breasts while getting fucked on stage as the guests mingled and exchanged pleasantries. Nobody turned to look when her husband bellowed. Nobody cared that gallons of hot cum ballooned her womb and flushed out her mouth through her intestines like a.