She sat beside me on her knees, her voice providing a beautiful counter harmony to my melody. She had never heard the song and yet created a complimen...ary, and complex, melody on the spot.The musical talents of the avians were astounding. All my years of training at the College of Az to do what her race naturally did. They only lacked my ability to manipulate with song, to influence emotions, to enthrall and terrify, to inspire true grief or burning lust. The final magics of a bard.She was a. We went together for a wash. She opened the shower and I pulled her to me. We were rubbing each other as the shower was on us. I took her lips and we started to kiss hungrily. I then moved down on her and she moaned heavily as I feasted on her tits, arm pits and navel area. I went down on my knees and lifted her left leg on my shoulders. She understood the message and fixed her cunt on my mouth. She started to move in such a way that her entire cunt was in my mouth. I kissed, chewed and sucked. Milking went on and we all knew we were solely in charge of getting the milking done correctly. The old man had been taken to the hospital, not for more tests but rather because his heart condition had deteriorated, a full blown heart attack. I was less than two weeks 18 years old and I would soon feel the pressure of the son expecting me to be responsible for the milking operation along with being his breeder livestock. And that was just the tip of my coming experience. I would be immersed. He leaned back against the wall as I went to work, sucking and stroking him hard. Moans and whimpers slipped from his lips as his plan was unfolding perfectly. “The other drivers spoke highly of you,” the man spoke directly at me. “Seems that they were telling the truth.” My tongue twirled around his cock head as I kneaded his hairy sack. He squeezed his eyes shut as he placed a hand on top of my head, encouraging me to go faster. His salty pre-cum went down my throat with pleasure. After.