She despaired of correcting the placement of their slender fingers and muscular hands in proper alinement to get the job done efficiently.The thought ...ame to her that the only way to properly train these lads was to show them with the power of touch by demonstrating her technique on their youthful appendages hoping that they would be so inspired that they would approach the milking game with greater enthusiasm.She lined them up on each side and had them placed on top of a pair of pails. ” She snickered, stepping back up and to me and pushing her chest into mine. Wow did that feel good, her tits squashed into me and her probably painfully hard nipples tried to puncture my skin. I reached around and wrapped my arms around her back pulling her tighter to me as I leaned down and kissed her. She responded enthusiastically, obviously pleased that I was getting more comfortable. It was then that I realized that she didn’t have any pants on anymore, awesome! I let my hands slowly,. We discussed this alittle, began fondling each other, and discoveredthat the more we talked (“Would you like him to kissthe back of your neck?” “Oh, yes, and down myshoulders . . . “) the more excited we became. Weended with over an hour of hot, wet sex, inspired bya fellow that she barely knew and whom had I nevermet. We moved to another city the next year. Although sheand Bernie had become friends in the interveningtime, he was too conservative and respectful to makea. He skilfully washed around it soaping up my pubes then straight down to the tops of my legs. He lathered up my hairy legs and massaged them from my ankles to my crotch and back down again. Then he stood up with a devilish grin on his face and said “You can do the rest”. I said “No way! You have to finish the job or you don’t get paid”. “Oh!” he answered; “what do I get paid?” “You will have to finish in order to find that out mate; and it had better be done properly.” So with that, Brett took.