Later in the week I wrote to David on the e-mail that we had set up. I acted as though I was Jill and asked to see him again. I explained that I was r...ally mad when it first happened, the way he treated me. I wasn't use to being treated like that but after I thought about it, I missed it. Now I needed to be a submissive. I finished my forged letter by telling him that Jill needed a dominating man like him, not a wuss like her husband Jack.Now I had to wait to see if he would take the bait. I. " His hands were warm and tender.I giggled and said. “Me too, and if you keep this up much longer, I’m going to give you a lot more than milk, I’m going to cum all over your nice pants too!” I felt a warm tingle in my tits. “You still do that? The milk and all?” He asked a little embarrassed. “You'd think it would go away, especially with you not around anymore, but it happens all the time. Not much like with us but a drip here and there I guess. Maybe more. They all seem to like it. Don’t seem. She then dropped her saliva on my dick and spat some more of it and stroked it hard. She then kissed the top of dick and started to put it inside her mouth. All this time I was just standing against the wall, my face up and my eyes closed, it was the best experience that I went through.She then took my 3/4th of my dick in her mouth and pulled it out and spat on it again. She again put my dick in my mouth, this time the same 3/4th, at this moment out of my reflexes my hands came out and I holded. He was trying hard not to show anything, but sat slouched down in an almost uncomfortable position, with loud sucking noises emanating from underneath the table, only interrupted by the occasional gagging and moaning.Knowing him, he probably tried to hold back as much as possible, not wanting to blow his load too soon, and so he grinned back at me, closing his eyes and humming quietly as he enjoyed the treatment. The girl between my legs went on to bring her fingers into play, and so the inside.