I was proud of myself for being so insanely wet.“Are you a ghost?” I asked while kisses planted themselves all over my legs and while a tongue lap...ped up the juices running down my legs. It occurred to me that maybe the thing kissing me and drinking my cum couldn’t speak.“If you are a ghost, put your tongue in my belly button. If you aren’t a ghost, put my finger down your throat and make yourself throw up.” I said. These were some of the kinks I was into and I wasn’t really ashamed of that in. The woman looked at it. “Um, I really ddon’t know this library very well. Maybe you could take me there?”Sidney almost jumped up. “Sure thing!” She could feel her panties getting slightly moist. She couldn’t decide if that was a good thing or a bad thing.The two women walked side by side to the nonfiction section of the library. As they turned into one of the hallways made by the stacks, the mysterious woman briefly squeezed Sidney’s ass and whispered “You know, I saw you staring at my tits.”. After some casual talking, Istarted staring her, which she came to know and asked me that what I amlooking, I told her that you extremely nice Girl, your eyes are like ocean, Iwould love to Swim in it, and started seducing her. After Some time even shegot aroused and she told to play truth and dare, which I agreed.It was my turn first, she askedme truth or dare, I told dare, Then she told that can you open your shirt infront of me, first I was confused but as it was question of dare, I opened. You run the risk of infection, obstruction, any of which could necessitate an amputation of the tit, or part of it, which can deplete the slave’s value for resale.? Lord Shock spoke up for the first time. ?Don’t the piercings enhance resale?? he asked. ?Of course, but not nearly so much as a trained lactation slave. This is a real specialty, a rare find,? Doc insisted. ?You’ll see. Between the increased size of the tits, the fill-and-drain capacity, and the whole lactation fetish, we’re.