I could feel a few dots of wetness that had gathered there. I then realized that what I thought was the beginning of his cock was actually the middle.... I inched my hand up higher and miraculously it continued. I finally encountered the source of the wetness; the head of his cock which was almost the size of a plum. He pulled his shorts down and his cock flung out. He took my hand and put it around the base. He was moaning. I pulled away and leaned back so that I could get a look at what was in. Well, except for being attacked, that I'd change. Everything else, I wouldn't change." Even me breaking up with you Freshman year?" Sophia asked."It made us stronger. If we hadn't gone through that, I don't think we would've been able to deal with Betsy." You're right. I never quite thought of it like that, but you're right." It's been a hell of a nine years. And a big part of it is almost over." Just in time for you to go to Med School--and for me to start popping out more babies," Sophia. I’ve been there but haven’t touched anything.”“Any other place?” the detective asked, trying to pick my brain.A light bulb came on in my mind and I said, “Oh, yes, the garage. There’s so much junk piled up in there, however. Plus, it’s locked up with a chain. I meant to clean it out, but my brother was very adamant and told me not to touch his stuff.”“We’ll start with the attic first and later come back to the bedroom,” the detective decided.I showed the police the ceiling hatch in the hallway. Women were on their knees and their breasts hung down and you could milk their breasts and drink their milk. There were several women who all were different ethnicities. The place where the women kneeled was comfortable and the women seemed to enjoy having men milk them like cows.It seemed to be the highlight of this interesting club. George looked around to see what other interesting things this club had to offer. In the main part of the establishment was a dance floor with strippers who.