Fir mam ne apni choot ko saaf kiya or kaha ab aa mere upar. Mene fir apna lund mam ki choot par rakha ab lund to tight se ja raha tha. Mam ki choot se... mera lund ragardta hua ja raha tha.Mam ki choot bahot garam ho rahi thi. Mera lund jate hi mam ke muh se nikla aaaaahhhhh. Mujhe ye sunkar bahot josh aaya me jor jor se mam ki choot me dhakke marne laga. Jab me dhakke maar raha tha tab boobs bhot tej tej hil rahe the.Mere har shot ke saath mam ke mouth se aaaaahhhh aaaahhh aaahhhh ki awaj nikal. My hands became a substitute for her, I tried desperately to reach the point of no return, again I dipped into the cream and then the warmth and pleasure began to wash over again.It was the most intense feeling, I continued rubbing, not stroking my cock but my palm against my cock and balls drawing it up and down the length of my cock and balls. I pressed hard as the most intense pleasure of the past 24 hours hit me. I wanted that woman on top of me, I wanted to feel her sex against me,. Warm, slippery and tasty. I sucked out the last drop afell into a heavy sleep. Right on time (5a.m.) the milking machine cameon awaking me to a warm breakfast in bed. Minutes later the bag deflatedand the lid rose up allowing me to hurry out. I had to quickly clean upthe latex wear, clean up, get femmed up and make Mistress her breakfastor she would be displeased. She didn't normally wake up in a good mood.If I was late or my makeup job was poor I was likely to get zapped.We had a full day of. You’re going to love it. “ Without warning one of his hands flashed up and slapped me across the face hard. I yelped and started crying harder. “That’s just a warning slut. If you displease me I will hurt you. Do you believe me?” I cried and nodded my head. He slapped me hard again. “Answer me, say it.” I looked up at him, and nodded then said. “Yes sir. I believe you sir.” “Good.” He started to untie my feet. “Don’t kick, bite or scream. We’ll be just fine. I’m going to untie you.