The milkman says ‘fine’ with a menacing grin, ‘only if you give me some milk’ he continues.The farmer’s wife, still being pumped, moaning an... grunting softly now … “I can’t give you any milk, I just told its finished” she said, slightly irritate.“Yes you can” says the milker, and in the same breath, leans in towards her body, layed down against the table, and reaches beneath her grabbing at her chest. He folds down the cups of her corset and reaches for a tin cup which he sets on the table.. Its camera is showing a large ground fire rapidly moving west with the breeze. Gerry asks the radio operator for the civil emergency channel. The operator changes the frequency and sends the ‘record and retransmit’ signal while he hands the live microphone to Gerry.Taking the microphone Gerry says, “Urgent, urgent, wildfire southern section of the Eastern Kotar Plain, repeat. Wildfire southern section of the Eastern Kotar Plain. This is Colonel Gordon Mannheim, 3rd Claymore, there’s no way to. Say you are sorry.”“Go to hell!” A harsh kiss was placed on me lips as I treated to fight him. He bite my lip making me jump back and he had a wicked smile on his lips. “I was going to treat you like a good girl but now you will be treated like a dirty slut.” He roughly pushed me to the floor. I treated to crawl away but he was to fast. Snatching my ankle, he pull me over to the kitchen table. Tears started to form as I kicked out but he just laughed. “Don’t start crying now, Whore. We are just. I find it rather naughty to have these women, judging the best-looking breasts of our contestants.” The men cheered.“We’ll start off with warm water and make it progressively colder so your lovely nipples stand proudly erect. I’m sure nipples won’t be the only things that grow erect in here tonight,” he joked, and the crowd cheered.Jerry and Bobbie began to water down the tits of the contestants. Camera flashes and cell phones began recording the sensual fun, and the men appreciated the.