Angelique tried to play it off by saying, “oh hell I know.” Calvin walked over to the milking machine control panel and started to increase the su...tion pressure on the milking pumps. He said, hay Cliff watch Angelique’s nipples while I’m turning the suction up, if her milk don’t start flowing into the tubes pretty quick we’ll have to squeeze on her tit’s for a few seconds to force all the milk ducts in her nipples to open up wide. I said, ok and watched as he increased the pressure. He said, ok. " I pause "Well, most of it was at least." I can hear him typing something."Daddy? You still there?" I hope I didn't upset him.“Yeah I'm here, had a text come in. So, what didn't you like about last night?" Well," I hesitate for a moment trying to word it delicately "I didn't like having to blow you." oh really?"“Honestly, no. I liked all the other stuff but I’ve never gotten the appeal of blow jobs.”“I see. Well, we can deal with that another time. Anything else that you didn’t enjoy?”“I. Were you forced that night?” I asked her.“No… Vimal, I mean, I don’t know what to tell you. I wasn’t forced. I am just…” she left the sentence incomplete.“Is there anything I can do to make you forget it?” I asked her.“What do you mean?” she asked, with a very uncertain face.“I can avenge for what has happened to you!” I said, with all the enthusiasm of a responsible boyfriend, a caring lover, and a future husband.“No, Vimal, I don’t think I want to see any kind of hurt being caused to… I mean…. Her meds knock her out. I slip into her unit every night — she's always first. I used to tip-toe around but ever since I broke a glass once and got it cleaned up without her waking, I don't even bother. Her bedroom has one of the security lights outside shining in so I can see just as if it were daylight. She sleeps through me moving the sheet and lifting her nightgown. She wears granny panties, which I find incredibly hot. I usually wack off on them and then find a towel in the hamper to wipe.