I watched him, fascinated at how good it felt when it had just hurt. Then, I saw a few drops of milk squirt into the air and onto his fingers. I gaspe...."Come on. Milking time for Suzi slut," he said. "Put on your boots." I stared at him. Milking time? Peter had done that before, but with my titties so huge and sore, it was going to hurt. I protested, offered to suck their cocks, do anything they wanted but they weren't interested. I complained again and Peter calmly asked if I wanted to go back. When I arrived with four hot dogs, all the way, she wasn’t in the gym yet. The dogs were from the doghouse restaurant. I chose that place, because I knew that it would drive Lucinda mad. I put the dogs and the two cans of root beer on the office desk.“You two can leave anytime,” I said to Lucinda and Gerome. “I can manage till Marge gets here.”“No you don’t. I’m going to warn her about you,” Gerome answered.“Ain’t nothing to warn her about. I’m just here to make sure that your MMA thugs behave. Her breathing were too heavy and the moment I touched her pussy at the bottom end. she further increased her pace and cummed hard. at that time, she pressed my thighs so hard that I thought, my bones are going to break.She pressed hard and continued to cum … I guess It was probably for 15-20 seconds or so. where she reduced her rocking motion and cummed swiftly after that rigorous rubbing. I could feel her wetness on my thighs to an extent but due to the hotness between her thighs I could feel. "Come in," she called.He entered and sat down on a corner of her desk. "Close the door," she told him coolly.He got up, shut the door of her office."Now lock it," she said.He did so, and walked back to her desk. She was fiddling with her mouse. "Sybil, hon, this is totally optional," he said.She glared at him. She could feel her face burning."I thought it would be fun," he said. "It was a mistake. Please, forget about it.She stood. "Come with me," she said, and led him over to a corner away.