After that month, the milk started to come in regularly and it was time to bring in some structure. Her body had gotten the message and it now started... to produce milk in full speed. Now the fun really began.The first procedure was one for the mornings. By now, her breasts were starting to hurt in the morning after not having been relieved for hours. So each morning, when you woke up, I made her beg to suck her breasts. It was just a ritual to be honest as there was no way I was going to say no. After a few strokes, she tried to get her hand into my jeans, but given the angle and how we were sitting that wasn’t possible.“It’s OK to unbutton and unzip them,” I said softly.Ally fumbled a bit with the button and zipper, but eventually got them, and slipped her hand tentatively under my briefs. She found my erection, and slowly slid one finger down my shaft, then closed her soft hand around me. She stroked gently, then looked up.“Am I doing it right?”“Yes,” I nodded.She smiled, and I. “I know you have one. Please, say you do. I have to get clean.”My clit ached and throbbed.“Becky?” The doorknob started to turn. Cold panic knifed through me. There was no lock on the door, the house old.“Don't come in!” I screeched.“I'm sorry, Becky,” Kurt gasped, releasing the knob. “I... I thought you wanted me to... to cum in you.”“I did,” I said, my shoulders shaking. Tears fell down my face. What had gone wrong? “I... I'm not feeling well. Okay?”“Yeah,” he said, sounding both confused and. Hello&hellip,&hellip,sir Good girl he said as he sat in his car just down the street where he had been watching her. He watched her pulling weeds and crawling thru the dirt and wait until he saw her moving her hips to rock the dildo inside her as she worked. He did not even think she realized that she was swing her hips and humping the dildo as she worked. Now crawl to the end of the flower bed, sit up on to your heels with your ankles crossed and then put the phone back to your ear. Yes sir.