My emotions became primitive and carnal, rational though and care for social taboos were damned and thrown to the winds in the pursuit of gratificatio.... From her position between my legs, Maureen urged her on, her fingers rimming the tight bud of my arse, pushing to gain entrance. “Deeper, Maitena. Look at her take it. She’s nothing but a mindless whore.” I could feel her fingers, wet with Champagne, inching further into my arse as Maitena plunged the bottle into me. I thrashed my head from. They wobbled beneath her and started to leak again. Droplets of milk spattered the sawdust underneath the frame.Mark walked around the side of the machine and lifted the milkers from their hooks. He slid them underneath in a practiced motion. Emily jumped as the cups grazed her sensitive nipples."Sorry miss," Mark said. Emily stared at the floor, too embarrassed to speak. Mark attached the cups to her breasts and turned the suction up just high enough to hold them on. The droplets of milk. What a crummy day it had been, he thought, glancing at his watch. It was almost 6PM. Well, it was almost over, maybe the rest of the week would be more salvageable, anyway he should get up, it was almost time for dinner. Tonight he would have to settle for eating with the rest of the fellows who lived at the fraternity... if he hadn't spent his weekly allowance so soon, he could have gone down to the local tavern. Life's a bitch.He knew he should go use the bathroom now before the great rush. He gave my nipple a squeeze and my kneeling lover began stroking his own magnificent piece of man meat. He hummed while pleasuring me. The man holding me kissed my neck and twisted hard on my nipple. I gasped in pleasure. I don’t know when, but the man slipped spit lubed fingers into me, pressing hard into my hole and massaging me from the inside.We went on like this for a while until my partner and I were about to climax. “I’m cumming,” I said between moans of pleasure. Harder and with vigor.