Susan had a one track mind as well. I was being groomed to be a husband. Every date was almost an orchestrated event with a script to follow. Not that...she wouldn’t compromise, or was controlling, she just wanted everything in its place. When it was, Susan is a pleasure to be around. In other words, Susan is not spontaneous and will not just drop things and go like Anne and I did. That would put Susan out of her comfort zone. Would Susan make a good wife? She absolutely did make a good wife,. They grinned lasciviously as they walked around me, taking me in from all sides. My heart was thumping, my breathing coming in short pants. I closed my eyes, knowing that they could see every part of me. The humiliation of being examined like livestock at auction made my pussy twitch and drip.You laughed at my obvious excitement. Kneeling beside me, you lifted in one of my dripping udders in your hand, demonstrating how to pull and squeeze to get my milk flowing. "Don't be shy," you said, and. Fred loved it, he started whispering at me to shag me faster. I wouldnt turn him down. His hairless tanned body bounced up and down on my cock while he moaned and after a few minutes he said he wanted to see me come. I pulled myself out of his arse, and he wheeled around. I closed my eyes and let myself come over my stomach, Fred watching in awe as my hot sperm came rushing out. I lay there, exhausted. Fred smiled, and licked some of my come on my chest. Tasty, he grinned as he put his pyjamas. The touch is pleasurable but I want more- I want everything. “More,” I whisper in her ear as I bite her earlobe. “Mmmm yes, more…” she moans in reply and pushes my legs apart with her knee, her knee pushing against my wet slit and swollen clit. I grind against her knee, relishing the partial relief of finally being touched. We kiss passionately as our hands caress each other, my hands squeezing her firm ass cheeks while hers massage my breasts. My nipples immediately respond to her touch,.