Futa HuCow Mansion Collection by Reed James

Author:Reed James
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Naughty Ladies Publications
Published: 2017-06-29T00:00:00+00:00

HuCow Maid's Surrender

Futa HuCow Mansion 3

(A Tale of The World of Futas)

by

Reed James

HuCow Maid's Surrender

The pumps whirled to life. The milking machines sucked at my two large, pillowy tits. I groaned, the milk squirting from my nipples, rushing up the clear pipes to join the milk from the other HuCow maids of Ms. Charlize Davenport's mansion. My pussy clenched down on Jenny's cock, the country futa groaning as she fucked me.

“Oh, that is fine damn pussy,” Jenny moaned, her pigtails brushing my shoulders as she rammed her futa-dick into me.

My own blonde, braided pigtails swung around my tits, brushing the plastic milking cups around my lactating teats. I shuddered, rapture rushing through my body. From the machine. From the futa plunging her girl-dick in my pussy.

From the excitement of letting out my inner slut and embracing being a HuCow maid.

I was on my second week working for the beautiful and elegant and amazing Ms. Charlize. Every time I saw the futa-billionaire, my heart would flutter. I loved her, even if I didn't get to spend nearly as much time with her as I liked. There were twenty other busty, lactating maids who also loved her.

And she loved us all.

Her roses, her marigolds, her daisies and poises and orchids and hyacinths. And her daffodil. Me. We were her garden, and she tended us, cornering us as we worked so she could sample our various nectars, brought us to her beds in pairs or trios to fuck us, or summoned us to wake her up with a blowjob and supply her breakfast of breast milk.

It was heavenly.

And when we weren't servicing her, we were cleaning her large mansion like good maids should. We took pride in our work. We also serviced her employees. Ms. Christine, the futa-butler, used us at her will, as did the various accountants and financial advisors who managed Ms. Charlize's vast holdings. Even Ms. Nina, the chief maid, would have us lick her pussy or she would bend us over and rim our asses.

And, of course, the farmhands who ran the milking barn also got to use us. They fucked us hard as we were milked twice a day, our creamy treat bottled up and sold in high-end boutiques for the rich and famous. Since the increasing phenomenon of young girls spontaneously lactating, called galactorrhea, there was a growing market for human breast milk.

It was such a kinky life. I loved it.

“Oh, yes, Jenny, fuck me so hard,” I moaned, rocking back into her thrusts as the machines whirled, sucking at my nipples. The industrial strength milker, modified from a dairy plant, put so much suction on my tits that it was incredible. I could cum just from the machine.

So having a big, thick futa-dick in me was just added awesomeness.

“Mmm, you are a delicious filly,” groaned Jenny, her crotch smacking into my ass, my puffy skirts swaying. I wore a slutty version of the classic French maid's outfit, all black with white lace, a neckline that plunged to show off my huge tits.

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