I Am a Hucow
I have been off line due to my situation. As those who have followed my experience, I do this without my husbands knowledge and he has/had been noticing my udders swelling a bit too much to hide. I have though decided to experiment a little more and share my experiences.
I called my farmer friend and we agreed that I could come over last night but he instructed me to wear just a dress and heels. I came over and immediately he fastened a ball gag in my mouth which I accepted and directed me to one of the smaller bedrooms in his house, shut the door and we began my training. He began by taking pictures of me fully clothed and commanded me into different positions and degrees of dress. As usual I would up on my hands and knees topless exposing my now 42DD udders.
He had me crawl over to a table on which my milking/breeding station was set up on and climb up into it. Obediently I positioned my hands and feet into their respective shackles, he locked my ankles into their restraints and then stopped. He reached under the table and brought out a goat milking machine he had acquired and handed me the udder cups. I held them in my hands and positioned them on my udders as he took pictures.
He then commanded me to "assume the position" and I submitted my neck for its restraint. I was yet again fully locked in and helpless to the desires of my farmer. He then attached the milking machine cups to my udders and turned on the machine. Immediately they began to suction and massage my teats. I could feel my heartbeat racing while I was helplessly being milked. I remained in this position for about a half an hour before my training session came to an end. As he removed the milking machine and unfastened me from my station I knew I was very wet.
For the wonderful training session I asked him if he would breed me before I left. He didn't respond, he just turned me around and bent me over and mounted. All in all I would say we both got what we wanted last night.
As always I have posted new pictures with my stories.
BHC
I called my farmer friend and we agreed that I could come over last night but he instructed me to wear just a dress and heels. I came over and immediately he fastened a ball gag in my mouth which I accepted and directed me to one of the smaller bedrooms in his house, shut the door and we began my training. He began by taking pictures of me fully clothed and commanded me into different positions and degrees of dress. As usual I would up on my hands and knees topless exposing my now 42DD udders.
He had me crawl over to a table on which my milking/breeding station was set up on and climb up into it. Obediently I positioned my hands and feet into their respective shackles, he locked my ankles into their restraints and then stopped. He reached under the table and brought out a goat milking machine he had acquired and handed me the udder cups. I held them in my hands and positioned them on my udders as he took pictures.
He then commanded me to "assume the position" and I submitted my neck for its restraint. I was yet again fully locked in and helpless to the desires of my farmer. He then attached the milking machine cups to my udders and turned on the machine. Immediately they began to suction and massage my teats. I could feel my heartbeat racing while I was helplessly being milked. I remained in this position for about a half an hour before my training session came to an end. As he removed the milking machine and unfastened me from my station I knew I was very wet.
For the wonderful training session I asked him if he would breed me before I left. He didn't respond, he just turned me around and bent me over and mounted. All in all I would say we both got what we wanted last night.
As always I have posted new pictures with my stories.
BHC
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blondehucow
Age:
41-45
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Female
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