Plugged and milked!

Strapped down tightly and with your dick hooked up to Miss Andrews milking machine you're powerless to resist as she tears your ass wide open with her massive, thickly veined strap-on. You can feel every inch of veiny texture, every bump rubbing against your sensitive asshole as you're pounded into submission.

"Oh yeah hunny.." Miss Andrews leans over your back, pressing her firm tits against your back and you feel her legs rubbing against yours making you shiver and goosebumps pop out on your legs, her touch electric to your nerve system. "..I do love a man that can submit.." She presses firm kisses against the nape of your neck, her breath warm against your naked skin. "..Your ass is nice and tight for me.." Moving her hips slightly her strap-on jabs against your prostate making you yelp. "..and there is your little boy button.." Jabbing her cock against your prostate repeatedly, like a jackhammer. "..give me your cream!"

Her words bounce around inside your mind as it goes blank. You cum like an exploding fire hydrant, the milking machine sucking every drop out of you, prolonging your orgasm, Miss Andrews jabbing against your prostate, kissing your neck, your balls spasming again and again. Your mind melts with the **** of the orgasm, it never seems to end and your world shrinks to the sensations in your ass, the spasming of your balls, Miss Andrews touch and the milking machine pumping you dry.

Minutes later, your orgasm ends and your head slumps down, exhausted. Your mind is utterly blank, hardly registering the touch of Miss Andrews as she withdraws, unsnapping her strap-on sticking out of your ass like a flagpole, claiming your fertile ass.

Her heels click on the floor as she moves over to another part of the room. Minutes later she appears in front of you, wine glass in her hand. "Ah, hunny.. your cream smells good, a good vintage I think.." You stare in astonishment, your mouth gaping. She winks at you. "..let's give it a taste.." Swirling the glass slightly she takes a long sip. Humming to herself she smacks her lips. "..Mm.. This is good hun.. We've got half a tank left to fill up today." A devious grin appears on her face and before long she is balls deep in your ass again pumping it with reckless abandon, milking machine sucking away once more and you lose your mind to orgasmic bliss once more..

Hours later Miss Andrews unstraps you from the milking bench, your balls utterly spent and your ass gaping wide from being plugged all day.. Caressing your back she coos to you softly. "Such a good bull you are hunny.. I hope you'll let me milk you again.." You moan in reply, your voice faint. "Whenever you want me here, I'll be here Miss Andrews. Best extracurricular activity ever.." Miss Andrews titters delightedly in reply. Some time later Miss Andrews escorts you to the door, kissing your cheek as she bids you goodbye.

You make you way home, utterly spent, and as soon you get home you pass out in bed. Dreaming of Miss Andrews gentle touch and being milked, like a good bull..