Two years ago Puppy got pregnant, and Captain fucking her during the pregnancy was out. Mistress did not want his roughness causing her problems with... the baby. It was during the pregnancy that Puppy started to have a bit of milk. She actually started producing some prior to the baby being born, I would imagine from all of Mistress?s expert suckling. (Remember she was sucking on my male nipples yesterday when I was tied up.) Puppy loved the intimacy of the suckling so much both with. It wasn't much. We seemed to know less after he was done than before he began.The fellow that had contacted Baxter went by the name Hoyt Cashen. Baxter had only met him once. He dressed in western garb and had an accent that Baxter guessed was Texan. He had paid cash in advance and made it clear that he expected some rather quick results. The results he wanted were to have my ass in a crack so tight I could never wiggle out. He never gave a reason for it.The other interesting piece of. I was stark naked with my 36 C breasts squashed hard against his hairy chest. I quickly fumbled with the last two buttons of his shirt and he shrugged it off. He kissed his way down the side of my neck and bit me hard like a vampire thirsting for blood. I felt an awesome thrill zip through my body as the pain of his bite united with the pleasure I felt.When his coarse hands fondled my breasts I moaned out louder, and my lust for him peaked when he pinched my nipple hard. A wave of pleasure. She strode towards the back of the line and looked around as she walked. I looked down at the newspaper spread on my table and sipped at my coffee, hoping that she hadn't seen me staring. I glanced up, looking across the room so that I could see her out of the corner of my eye. Seeing that she was standing side on to me and looking the other way, I relaxed and looked at her more closely.Today she was wearing a short denim skirt that hugged her hips and then flared out to about mid-thigh. Her.