Lisa thought to herself, ‘How can this be happening?’. She knew any woman could be made to lactate but that took days, even weeks. Then she rememb...ered Doc and his syringe. ‘Sweet Jesus, what have they done to me?’Before she could ponder the question further, she heard Josh confirm the obvious, “God, Mom, they’re milking you.”When Doc and Steve returned the following morning, they were happy to find their guest producing milk. Once they moved Josh to a chair, they revamped Lisa’s restraints.No. The girl popped right out of my asshole and slipped off my body. She tumbled onto the sands beside me with a grunt. Her futa-dick waved in the air, her entire body trembling.I just grinned and kissed Becca Brittany on the mouth. I pumped my dick even faster in and out of her cunt, feeling my orgasm build in the depths of my twat. The futa-reporter moaned, kissing me back with such passion, her girl-cock throbbing against my belly, her precum leaking out and staining my flesh.She ached for me to. "What can we do for you here at Abercrombie & Fitch Mr. Cooper," Mr. Frown-to-smile asked."Oh nothing, I just stopped to say hi to Meg while I was in the neighborhood. I'm afraid you don't have much here that I can wear, sorry. Your shirts aren't long enough in the torso, your pants don't have a long enough inseam and your shoes are nowhere near my size," he actually gulped at that. "I used to think that you guys specialized in clothing for the skinny boy-toy set, but Meg's corrected me on that. That’s what she wanted, needed, a man with the knowledge and confidence to fully take and use her. Born too late it doesn’t seem she will ever find one. Wishing she lived in a previous century she reluctantly returns to her research. As she enters the library a tall, distinguished figure waiting beside the checkout counter moves, without apparent haste, to her side. ‘Hi there, Miz Blunt,’ he says. ‘Why Professor Tobin it’s good to see you again. How are you? How’s your wife?’ ‘Oh, I’m fine..