Hucow Dairy Farm 2

By Ariel Lenov

Now that Tom's had a taste of the good life, he needs to find a way to convince his wife Mandy to stay on the farm for a while. A morning walk through the fields to the barn leads Mandy to a shocking surprise. But when Farmer Joe and his farm hands take Mandy on an afternoon tour by themselves, Tom starts having second thoughts about staying for good until Farmer Joe gives him another taste of what he loved so much the day before. This time with a machine.

Hucow Lactation Erotica 7500+ words

• Language: English
• Publisher: Thirteenth Line Publications
• Release date: Jul 17, 2015

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Hucow Dairy Farm 2

Hucow Dairy Farm

Meeting the Herd

by Ariel Lenov

Copyright 2015 Ariel Lenov

Thirteenth Line Publications

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As I drifted out of the dream I'd been having of naked women dotting farm fields, I realized the light wasn't as bright as it had been the day before. The faint sound of thunder in the distance and the grey light coming through the window made me want to put the covers over my head and go back to sleep. I reached out to the other end of the bed and my hand found the familiar warmth of Mandy. She stirred a little, grumbled a bit, but seemed to settle back into sleep.

I on the other hand was ready to go. Today was going to be the day! All I had to do was figure out some clever way of telling her why we were staying here. I'm sure Farmer Joe would give me a hand. For now I just wanted a little Mandy before breakfast.

I slid across the bed and pressed myself up against her so she could feel my desire. I leaned in and gave her neck a gentle kiss and watched as her eyes fluttered open.

Well hello, mister, she said groggily, a coy smile on her face. She always knew how to show me she knew what I wanted. As she rolled over to face me I glanced down at her chest to see the now familiar dark stains around her nipples. My hand slipped under her shirt and touched one of those giant breasts. My thoughts swam back to the day before to watching Winston and TJ, milk dripping from their faces at the