Next I gazed at her thick, bulky, boxy shoulders and knew that this woman was a goddess. My eyes nearly jumped from their sockets when they beamed dir...ectly at her 2 huge melon-sized breasts. Her nipples were visible through her tight green army t-shirt and she was, as I suspected, wearing NO bra to sleep. The shirt only barely covered her belly rolls and love handles.After that, there was this BUSH like I've never seen before, and the widest hips on on the planet earth.I almost started to. This arrangement had worked well for us and makes us both happy. The word slave comes more from the BDSM scene and often seems appropriate and is now viewed by her as an honorary title. For me, she is my most precious possession. So when I told my slave that I wanted her to lactate, she did as she was told and gave it her full 100% to make that happen. And that brings us to today, where my slave told me that she had managed to express milk from her breasts after six months of hard work.My. I know you will all respond to the challenges we face. I promise to do the best I can and to keep you informed of everything that is happening - even if it's bad news - I will be honest with all of you. I can do no less. Now, I must begin to set other plans in train. Pray for the Earth my friends and play your part. Alba gu Brath!"Scott jumped down from the dais and called for the Admiral, asking him to lead them to whatever he used as a control centre, his operations room. Admiral MacCulloch. I was a bit shaken and stopped, and really I was wondering what to do – pull out, or what – when he said, ‘Please don’t stop. You do it very well. But do you mind if I just watch?‘ He was about fifty and he sounded like a well-educated chap, and I saw that he had his cock out and was stroking it.” “So did I,” said Charmian, “and I was turned on. I told Harold to keep going if he could.” “It wasn’t difficult. My cock was still up for it and Char was very wet, so I just kept pumping her the way.