I'm horrified. I can't stop picturing it. I picture my father joining in. I pull Candy Twat's mouth tighter against my pussy. "That's how we got pregnant," Laura tells me. "Me and Slavetoy and Candy Twat. My brother raped us until he impregnated us." Laura and her friends are all around six months pregnant to Laura's brother. He didn't want to impregnate any of them, oriental they tell me, but they were such teasing sluts around him that they eventually overpowered his self-control. They feel guilty about being such disgusting whores with him, Laura says, and about saddling him with incipient children, so they do whatever they can to service him sexually asian by way of payment. Laura says after the babies are born, her brother will marry Slavetoy, and then all three girls with live with him as his permanent harem. She sounds a little unsure of herself as she says this and looks like she might cry, so I question her on it. She quickly puts a smile on her face and tells me being her brother's fucktoy has been her fantasy since she was a little girl, and she's so happy that he's going to marry her former girlfriend that she masturbates to the idea every day. The girls are all lactating by now, quite heavily. Laura tells me they worked hard to stimulate their breasts to produce milk, because "a good slut should make her tits useful". They all take pills to increase their lactation, and they are milked several times a day. None of them exotic express their own milk. Laura tells me "a good slut shouldn't be in control of her own tits", and indeed, all three girls seem almost unable to milk themselves. They clearly want to be milked from quite early in the day, and as the pressure of milk in their breasts grows they become visibly uncomfortable. It is not until Candy Twat starts crying from her need for release that Laura takes her to the living room, has her climb up on the coffee table on all fours, places a bucket under her breasts, and begins to milk her like a cow. Laura is not gentle to Candy Twat's udders. She is clearly doing her best to hurt the pretty blonde's breasts. Candy Twat cries as she is milked, but, more surprisingly, she also makes a noise. I don't understand it at first, but then it becomes clear - she is mooing, like a cow. Laura says they have all conditioned themselves to make this noise, to remind themselves of what they are. They can't help but moo when they are milked. Laura says the girls are milked six times a day. shower One milking doesn't happen until they are crying from the pain, to remind them of what they are and what they deserve. If there is a man in the house they have to moo for his attention to receive this milking. After they have had their "pain milking" they are then milked rapidly on a fairly fast schedule several times over the rest of the day. The repeated milking promotes milk production, meaning their breasts will make more milk and get fuller faster. The more often they are milked, the japanese more often they need to be milked, and the more dependent they are on someone to squeeze the milk out of their tits. Laura tells me she has always had large breasts, and always been ashamed of them. She thought large breasts meant she was slutty. ‘Good. She didn’t get it. She was beyond further embarrassment. I flipped through the stack and took off about 10 pages and began handing them out. I was 28 after all. "Don't worry," she said, "I'll keep your secrets, all of them." There’s no need to be afraid of me, really. The implication of her last sentence made my cock twitch beneath the towel. She never bought the right type of beer. I bet all your friends are girls huh?” By the exotic time we got to lunch I had calmed down. I knew I would love him for the rest of my life. I'm taking off your knickers." “If it comes out our professor knocked us up.” I decide it would be easier with no panties than walking like this, so I abandon them shower on the dusty street. There were clear vinyl panels that could be lowered in the unlikely event of rain. My god, her whole body was teeming. Confusion beset me. Her fingers twitched against my cheeks. Dark and gloomy, like every thing was just depressing and sad, like life was not worth living at all and that happiness didn’t exists at all. “The wizard knows much about humans. I told them I was nervous. It's at $271.50. He brushed the shorn hair away and massaged the area. Airport carpark?” Kate said. He closed the lock and spun each of the three combination wheels with his thumb. Once Heather realized his cock had spat out the last of its cum she removed her mouth from around it and started to get up. DANIEL "But how come japanese your card works?" That seemed to be part of being a tour guide duty. To asian be a member of the Wolf Pack, you and Tim must be willing to go through with this to be on the team, oriental otherwise its traffic duty.” Jane explains.