Hot breath puffed from my nostrils, and every muscle in my body tensed. “Yes, my Mindy-Moo!” I panted. “Milk me harder!”
She tightened her grasp and moved her hands faster. “Like this?”
“Yes. Yes.” My breathing hitched, and I ached for the toy to fuck me faster. “Mm, yes!”
“Are you ready to fill my pail?” Her voice almost purred with confidence.
“Yes-s-s-s-s.” I hissed and felt her hold tighten on my cock.
When the first blast came, she caught it in the bucket and continued to milk me without slowing down. My cheeks tightened and held the toy in place, and a deep lowing came from my chest.
My sweet milkmaid slowed her strokes, and the toy stopped moving. I felt spent, but I wanted more.
“I didn’t miss a drop.” Her soft voice pulled me back from oblivion.
“That’s my good girl.” I drew in a deep breath and fell asleep on the table.
