. .there was definitely plenty of juice. . .'By now I had dragged her skirt up her thighs, bunching it round her waist. I pulled her panties down and ...slid them off, tossing them on top of her handbag. She was still chatting into the phone, 'Yeah, push that one back by, say. . .' she looked down at me, 'How long do reckon you'll be?' I smiled and stuck my face into her cunt spearing my tongue up into the fleshy lips and flicking it against her clit. 'Mmmmnn! Oh! Oh. . .oh!. . . make it an hour. Lisa thought to herself, ‘How can this be happening?’. She knew any woman could be made to lactate but that took days, even weeks. Then she remembered Doc and his syringe. ‘Sweet Jesus, what have they done to me?’Before she could ponder the question further, she heard Josh confirm the obvious, “God, Mom, they’re milking you.”When Doc and Steve returned the following morning, they were happy to find their guest producing milk. Once they moved Josh to a chair, they revamped Lisa’s restraints.No. To tease him more, I asked him, “How is this? He said that this is the first time he is seeing this worn by some women.I said this is a bit transparent and he nodded. I asked him whether he could see my body and he was mum. He didn’t say anything. I turned around and he was able to see my ass crack. I wanted him to touch me. Hence, I said, “This material doesn’t look good.”To which he said, “No madam. This material is made up of net. But it is also soft.” Saying this. He proceeded to touch and. “Just use the Discover card.” And then she hung up. Slowly, Roy lowered the phone. “Was that Mom?” Ari asked. He nodded. “Go get dressed and ready,” he said. “I’m taking you to the mall.” Something in him warmed at her smile, honest and wide as it was, and as she crossed the kitchen and wrapped her arms around him, he felt her breasts press against his ribs. He almost panicked, almost pushed her off him, as if he was afraid of what he might do if she got too close.But, for the moment, the bad.