Desperate for a Milking: A Young Hucow BDSM Tale 2 (Hucow Farm) by Luna Long

Author:Luna Long
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Luna Long
Published: 2022-09-21T04:00:00+00:00

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CASEY STRUGGLED TO get to her feet. Her thighs burned as she tried to stand. A slim, dainty hand reached down to her, and Casey looked up, startled, into the eyes of a young girl.

“Hey,” the young girl said. She flipped the long braid of her strawberry blonde hair over her shoulder and smiled down at Casey. Casey took her hand, standing slowly, her legs shaking as she got to her feet. After Ben had left and she’d able to untie herself, she went back to her duties. She could still taste his leather belt in her mouth, and she licked her lips as she reached the girl.

“Huh-hi,” she said nervously. She looked around, wondering if she could get the girl out of there before Mr. Deleroy saw her. She hadn’t seen him all day. He’d missed her milking and hadn’t returned since.

The girl’s smile was brilliant, the freckles on her cheeks seeming to shimmer in the descending light of the day.

Casey’s fingers grew clammy. Her lips seemed to stick together as she opened her mouth to speak. It had been so long since she’d seen another girl, she almost welcomed the sight of her, but she knew if she was here...

“I’m Abby,” the girl said, when Casey didn’t speak. “I’m to be the new hand on the farm.”

Mr. Deleroy stepped out from the falling shadows on the side of the building. He stood next to Abby, a proud look on his face. Casey’s heart pounded so hard she could feel the pulse in her neck. His eyes drew down her front, to her deflated breasts. His eyes drew back up to her face, his face unreadable.

Casey’s eyes turned from Mr. Deleroy to the young girl. She was tall and lean, with small, pert breasts and a muscular build—just the kind of girl that looked like she grew up on a farm.

“Casey?” Mr. Deleroy said, bringing her eyes back up to his face. “I’d like you to meet Abby. You’ve been working so hard to maintain all your duties here and I thought you could use some help. The girl smiled at her, her thin lips spreading her freckled cheeks.

So that’s what he was doing today—recruiting a new farm hand.

Casey opened her mouth, a scream seeming to bubble up in her throat. She wanted to tell the girl to run, to run away and never look back. But as the girl reached her hand out to Casey in greeting, she slid her hand into the girl’s awaiting grip.

“Hi,” said Casey with a smile. “Welcome to the farm.”

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