Little Johnny wasn’t quite little anymore. He was five foot nine, built like a body builder and from what I could see from his prison issued boxers ...he was hung like a horse. His hair was in braids and he still gave me that look that made my nipples hard. I went home that night to an empty house, I thought about setting it on fire but then I would end up where I was working. I tried to eat something, I even tried to watch TV but I couldn’t so I drank a glass of wine, found myself in the bedroom. "I really, really, and I mean REALLY like to have my bosoms nursed. Itfeels so good. Can you fix it so that I don't have to use this pumpingmachine anymore?" and I pointed to the breast pump, with it's conical cupsand mechanical pump."The Restaurant can make that happen too, Monique," Champagne Moniquesaid smiling."I want my bosoms to be nursed pretty much all the time - day, night,awake, asleep - and I want the sensation from nipples to be stronger, justlike you talked about. I know they. “Mister McGuinn, this is Lieutenant Rucker, he wishes for a few minutes of your time.”My eyebrows went up at the way she was acting, because she sure was putting on the dog. She caught my look and gave me a broad wink, letting me know that the Lieutenant might be on the pompous side.I nodded slightly and answered her right back.“Thank you Lola, please see to refreshments for our guest while I have a word with the ladies.”Lola curtsied again and was asking the young and proper Lieutenant his. "I now pronounce you Mistress and slave........you may worship yourMistress," he stated looking at me.With that Mistress opened the front of her dress to reveal her plumphairless pussy. I could see that it had been fucked recently and my clitthrobbed painfully. I noticed that Mistress had positioned herself sothat to worship her I would have my back to the guests, I knew exactlywhy she had done this. Carefully I got to my knees and of course as I didthe dress popped up at the back causing the.