Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Please Milk Me #1

It was only supposed to be for three weeks but now he was wishing the commitment was for longer, so much longer.

What she was doing felt so wonderful and he knew he was getting close. He also knew that she knew.

She had to be able to feel his nutsack tighten up in anticipation but he knew he wouldn't be allowed to go over the edge until he said it again.

Why did she insist on hearing it?

On hearing those exact words?

Todd raised his hips and started to thrust into her grasping hands. He loved the way they looked wrapped around his stiffness and the way the blood red fingernail polish contrasted with his pale stalk.

She loosened her grip in response to his thrusting and the frustration was palpable as he was so tantalizingly close. He wanted to grasp his manhood himself and finish the job but knew it would be so much better with the possibility of greater delights if he only played along with her little game.

"No no, not yet you naughty boy."

"Please Mrs Jensen! I'm so close. Please!"

She squeezed his shaft anew and he lowered his bare ass once again to the straw floor in the barn.

The cows were quiet except for the chewing sounds they made while munching the hay bales.

They were contented after having been milked earlier by Todd.

Now Todd needed to be drained, needed to be milked.

Inga ran a thumb over his straining mushroom helmet, coating it with the precum that was flowing so freely now.

"My my! Your balls feel so full. So full of cream."

"They are full. I'm going to burst Mrs Jensen. Please do it!"

"Please do what?"

"You know what."

"I'm not sure I do."

Inger said this while she was exactly sure what he wanted her to do.

She wasn't going to satisfy him however until he said what she needed to hear. What she had missed hearing for almost four years.

volunteered her son Todd to come and help her in the mornings for a few weeks before he went off to college she wasn't sure she would ever hear it again. Now

July:

had accepted an invitation to tea from Lois Walker after

time was Inger having run into Lois Walkers young son Todd

and had smiled at her in a way that made her heart

her pussy moisten in an almost

help you with

man. They are not really heavy but

"No problem Mrs Jensen."

but do I know you? Forgive me if I don't

Todd Walker. From the farm

been staying with my grandparents for the past eight years. I'm back for the summer now before I set out on my own." "Oh my goodness! I would never have known you. You have grown up so big

then a little more when the blond widow squeezed

strong too, like you

expression grew sad for a

Mrs Jensen. My mom phoned me when it happened. He was

are right about this one though. It was stupid and it cost

summer. Then I go off to

uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is

Get smart.

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Jensen will be coming for tea this afternoon

from the farm next to

How many other Mrs Jensens do

I guess. But I thought she had always said no to you when you had asked. Why

asked this

August 1971: Nebraska

Story Artist From (xsofiax.org)

turned from the sink where she had been washing

didn't make the call. She called here and asked if you would be joining us if she were to come over. I said I wasn't sure but I thought you would

else to be so I suppose

is so interested? She tried to pass it off as a casual question but I could tell that your

her at the feed store last week, helped her load her truck.

has been so lonely and withdrawn since he's been gone. It must be

actually since he went to

"So young. Too young."

you brought back some memories of him for her. She probably wants to talk some more about

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torture possible but