He was milk ducts now, and every partof him was milk ducts, he was milk ducts everywhere, filling his bosoms,and filling and filling, filling with mil...k, filling with cream.Moniques fingers touched him again and all of him squeezed - he wasdozens and dozens and dozens of milk ducts and he sqeezed all the dozensof himself hard, squeezed everything he was, everything he could ever bedown to his nipples, gushing, gushing so hard that it shot out of hisnipples. Maybe he was just hundreds and. "Gotta clean up before I go out..." she called back.Janey slipped into her room and quickly took her clothes off. She could feel the coolness of the air on her skin where her dad's cum remained. She used the back of her t-shirt to wipe her hands and neck off.Then she looked down at her midriff and inner thighs, her dad's semen white and glistening as it slowly rolled toward the ground. The dollop on her midriff was making a bee-line toward her trimmed pussy hair.She was very aware that her vag. “I’, curious are you going to let me touch this time or is it just going to be you having all the fun again?” Bree asked with a smirk meaning how the last time she had been over I had stolen my feels when she hadn’t been able to do anything.“Well I think with it just being us here we can get away with both of us having some fun.”“Good!” and with that I cupped Bree’s breast through her top, gently pinching her nipple causing her to gasp. Then I slid my hand up and into her top to run my hands. In some of the holes were PVC pipe that stuck out or were rounded in a u-shape. Sarah guessed that pipes could be arranged in different configurations to hold a person in specific positions against the wall. It also looked like the wall had casters at the bottom and tracks on the wall that it attached to that would allow it to be raised to a standing position or lower it to a laying down position or anywhere in between.There was another cage, but this one body shaped to force a woman to stay.