Obviously, the longer one girl can hold out in the machine, and the more adept her partner is at the controls, the better the results will be. But no...ne of us has lasted more than an hour in the Milking device, without giving in and shooting off. "Okay. I'm not going to stand here and play 'referee' all day. I've been looking forward to this as much as anyone. Dee Dee, Barocca, the girls' fate is in your hands now." Tiffany took a seat on the side of the stage to watch. Dee Dee and. She would have cringed if her body would have let her.The anxiety-induced butterflies in Stefanie's stomach, hatched by Alesandro's control over her, suddenly froze and disappeared. In their place full was a feeling of fullness. It was not the eating lots of food fullness. This was different. It was as if her stomach cavity had had become instantly fully solid. As weird as this feeling was, what made it creepier was that Stefanie could tell her all of her insides were becoming one hard,. “We will get through this honey.” He saw her turn and join the line of women entering the door. She disappeared.Shortly thereafter, three bells rang out. He queued up and join the line of men filing into the back door. When he entered, his eyes adjusted to the dark. He was walking along a curved hallway, almost as if it were curving around something. Periodically on the right he passed a door, closed with a red light above it. Shortly he noticed the man in front turn to enter an open. I pressed against him, my breasts heaving with my silent wishes of what the night may bring me. My hands and fingers hunted for relief. I grasped his hips, and then his warm firm buttocks.His warm strong hands gently held my face, as his hungry lips passed the tip of my nose, exhaling short hot spurts when his touch slowly moved to my neck only to go lower. My own fingers were shaking, trembling afraid of discovery. His curious fingers held the tips of my warm breasts, kneading my nipples so.