To set the scene it was my roommate Frank and my girlfriend Elena and me. I was sitting there in a chair that was really low to the ground. So was my...roommate. My girlfriend on the other hand was sitting on a barstool at the bar that was in the room. I was watching her sip from the beer. Putting the bottle to her lovely lips was intoxicating. As we were chatting somehow the talking turned to sex and she was talking about how bi-curious she was. My roommate must have been really turned on. He stops at the door.He checks again to make sure no-one's around.Then, he knocks.A cool breeze can be heard rustling the leaves of a tree and a hedgenearby as he waits.The street is otherwise completely silent.Small footsteps can be heard on the other side of the door, gettinglouder.The sound of footsteps cease.The door swings open.A stunning, buxom 22-year-old babe opens the door a crack and peers out.She's wearing a pink onesie and her dark hair is wavy and messy, hangingaround her. Finally, after six weeks, one day when I was pumping a thin trickle of milk appeared in the container. That night, you suckled eagerly, moaning when you got a few precious drops. You fucked me hard from behind, my heavy tits swinging, an occasional drop of milking leaking out.After that night, my production steadily increased. I loved the way my breasts looked, full with long, dark nipples. I wondered how big you would want them to grow, how much milk you would demand of me. You asked me not to. The idea of this beautiful young redhead being a sex slave to Evan was a wet dream come true."Yes sir," Kat said.Evan said, "Kat, Larry is kind of shy. I told him he could fuck you. But he's too embarrassed to do it in front of us. Take him to your bedroom and let him do whatever he wants." Yes sir," Kat responded yet again.She reached out, took the hand of the publishing agent and led him up the stairs. I knew how much fun following her upstairs could be.Evan asked me about lunch as soon as.