Finally all I could get out was a very meek, I am 42 this isn't right."Ah, but you have at least 10 good years of breeding and 15 or more of milking b...fore we will retire you from the herd." He said quietly but with an evil grin. Of course, he said, you have to agree also, so let's have the meal, you get a salad as you have to maintain proper health for your milk, and then go to my SUV. You can take your time, read the contract now while we eat. I was not sure and told him I had to think and. As it turned out there were now ten guys in the area who were very interested in trying to fuck my brains out. From experience, twenty percent wouldn’t show up so it was still around 8, a nice round number. At least enough to keep it going for a while and, leave me with a great feeling of being used hard.By the time I was finished with that I was sitting in a wet pair of panties. I’d been leaking his load and come twice while I was chatting with a few guys. There was one new guy who was black. Not for what I've got in mind!' and put on her best seductive voice and replied, "It all depends on how long you're going to be? I'm just about to shut up shop, but if you know what you want, or you plan on spending a lot, then we can stay until you're satisfied."With that she walked around the counter - past him - to the door. Taking hold of the handle, she half turned and looked at him over her shoulder, posed, then posed the question, "Well?"She had carefully positioned herself at the door. Andrea got up a few minutes after Cal and Maureen drifted off. She got cleaned up, dressed for work, and quietly made her way downstairs. She saw them stretched out on the floor beside the sofa sound asleep, she wondered what had happened. Maureen’s nightie was up around her waist. Cal’s pants were off and lying in a heap. It didn’t look like anything had happened though. Andrea slipped out the back door without making any coffee. She’d stop at the convenience store on the way in. The kids.