Page 151 of M!lked For His Pleasure

The level of excitement he’d felt hooking up Cassie to the milking machine for the first time was unprecedented. Maybe because, so far, she was far sassier than any of the hucows who had come through the farm, more of a challenge. He’d wanted to see how she’d take to it.

Granted, she’d been pretty distracted by everything that was going on in the barn. Understandably so.

The look on her face when she’d first felt the suction on her nipples had been delightful. The way her lips popped open in surprise, her eyes widening at the sensation, the look of relieved bliss… it had made his cock jerk, all the blood rushing to his groin in reaction.

But he’d gone a step farther. Rather than burying himself inside her already, he’d wanted her acknowledgment that she wanted his dick. He’d wanted her submission. Just a little bit of it.

And, of course, she’d had to sass back first, which had amused him. All trussed up, entirely at his mercy, and she still couldn’t turn it off.

Making her beg for his cock by mooing had been another sweet victory. Turning her into a good little hucow was going to be a lot of work, and he was looking forward to it.

Pain and pleasure. That’s what drove her. Two of his favorite things to dish out. And he was going to need all his considerable knowledge because she might be the most challenging hucow he’d ever met.

Which was probably at least partly why it felt so good to bury his cock inside her. Cassie’s pussy was so hot and wet, her muscles clamping down around him as he thrust in. She moaned loud and low, her hips lifting up as much as she could in her current position.

He felt no need to hold back.

Gripping her hips tightly, he began to fuck her as hard as he wanted to. He knew she would come. She was too hot, too horny, too needy not to… and he’d finish her off with one of the machines if she didn’t.

This first time… this was all for him, for his pleasure.

Her cries spurred him on as he buried himself inside her, over and over again, letting out all the pent-up need that had consumed him since the first moment he’d seen her. The sound of her climax set off his own, and he buried himself inside her with a hoarse groan, holding her warmed ass against him as tightly as he could. Her pussy squeezed and clenched, milking his cock the same way she was being milked by the machine, sucking every last drop from him.

Breathing heavily, Brandon slumped over her slightly to keep upright as his knees threatened to buckle.

Holy hell.

She was everything he’d hoped for and more.

The perfect little hucow.

“Good girl,” he murmured.

Cassie moaned happily in response, her pussy still quivering around him as her milking continued. Brandon grinned. Yes, he was going to make sure that Cassie was very happy here on Sweet Cream Farm.

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