... Chapter 3Author:- PollymericCopyright: Pollymeric 29.3.98 - 20.03.16This is the 3rd and final part of this workPlease read my first and second Cha...ters before this submission. Allcomments gratefully received. I realise that this may be a very nichesubject.Chapter 3:Chantal and Judith assisted the still groggy and slightly confused Maryfrom the operating table. They placed in her in a wheelchair and pushedher to Judith's waiting Bentley. The armless cape was once again slippedover Mary's. "Good to see you again. Ready for your first trip in the Milking Ritual?" "As ready as I'll ever be, I guess. I've heard some of the sounds you and other gals have made while you're in here; as well as seeing the amount of cum you can produce too. So I think I'm ready for anything today." "Believe me, Ebony, you simply cannot imagine how good it feels, once we've got you properly fitted up in the sleeve and the other parts. The sensations are beyond anything that I can describe to you." By. But first a little background on where I was coming from psychologically. All my life I considered myself the monogamous type. I never watched porn and had tons of sex before I met my cute brunette wife Vanessa. She was a bombshell with cute dimples. She reminded me of a darker haired and skinned Scarlett Johansson with longer legs and ripe yet average sized breasts and nipples which were cut like diamonds – I could suck on them for hours. However, after several years of marriage and after. But on Sunday my father and step-mother forced us to go to church. Usually I didnt mind church, but I was excited by the prospect of whod Id see there: Kate. We got to church early, like every other Sunday. Dad played guitar in the worship team. Fortunate had really set me up well, I wasnt alone. Kates dad played bass for the church. We sat in one of the back rooms of the church. Again, my arm was around her shoulder and I wasted no time in copping a feel. Unlike the strict school uniform, her.