She brushed her fingers through his hair and was involuntarily pulling his head closer towards her breasts.He let her move close enough but stopped ri...ght when his lips were about to touch her skin. He wanted to get the view of it more. He felt like he can live his whole life just by looking over them. He then held her left breast which was near his face and squeezed them slightly with both his palms.He caressed it and felt the softness of it with her hands. Her breasts were just perfect. He. I was screaming, moaning in his ears, enjoying our pleasure. With an hard stroke he putted the whole dick inside me: I knew what was happening. Without realizing it I was under his wet body, I was in his possession. He squeezed me while he was fucking me. I loved that, I was his slut, I was feeling like a slut, he made me feel like his slut, I need to be his slut. He was enjoying that vision, satisfied. He bring me to the orgasm with his stroke, with his shot, with his strength. My orgasm was. And to be honest, I didn't mind that at all. Sure, I would never have thought that something like this would ever happen to me, surely not with a woman like her, but now that it had ... Well, I would love to have more casual sex with her and maybe even other women or even girls of my own age.When we reached the end of the tunnel, we had to crawl out through that small opening of the tunnel again. Climbing up sure was more difficult than crawling down. It also made me aware that if it really. Apparently, someone in...," he flips the page, "Ecuador liked her photos and profile, and purchased her for their human dairy farm." Lindsey thinks his monotone words belie the extreme bizarreness of this underground world of which she was previously so ignorant. And, a 'milker'?!! Who even knew there was a demand for something like that? On the other hand, she can feel herself juicing up even more at the thought of an innocent woman being reduced to the level of a disposable milking.