"And then he walked back to his place by the table, and I was escorted back to my servant's room, not to the dungeon downstairs. It seemed to me that ...el jefe' was not too pleased because of Carl's actions. And he had been even less pleased that there had been someone inside who had leaked some information to Carl. That gave me some, even if very vague, but some hope.The following morning I was woken by a girl who looked tired, and wore much too much make-up. She was slim and could not have. Brent helped her and Tim get organized, and since school was out for the summer, it would be a fairly simple matter to get Tim registered at the local high school. Much of Bonnie's furniture would go into storage, with only clothes, personal items, and Tim's bedroom suite coming into the Gordon's home.Tim had been given a separate bedroom in the finished basement of the house. It had its own bathroom with a shower stall, and even a TV, microwave and mini-fridge in the open family room just. I will kiss and caress him, and I will jerk him off and suck his dick in return, in effect “milking” my cuckold to both satisfy and keep him in a state of sexual excitement. And he loves it.But he and I will not have sexual intercourse anymore. At least as long as I only want to make my pussy exclusively available for more satisfying sex with my Bull. In a way, I guess you can say I “milk” my husband to keep him satisfied but receive a boyfriend’s “milk” in my pussy, to keep me satisfied.And I. I was so tired I couldn't speak."We open at 8 AM Porter, anytime after that will be fine," he said. They call me Reggie around here.I just nodded and staggered to my car. It was difficult to do anything that night. My arms felt like they had a mind of their own. I managed to heat a frozen dinner in the microwave then clean up and fall into bed. The combination of the three mile run and the hour on the heavy bad had taken a real toll me. It really felt good to fall into bed and go right to.