“Well that’s quite enough I think,” she said in a matter of fact tone. At least she seemed to be feeling better now. “Let’s get your bag off and see how much we’ve collected.”
She removed the elastic band holding the sandwich bag in place and showed me the contents.
“And you said you didn’t need milking! I don’t know where it all comes from,” she giggled and gave my balls a tweak, “or maybe I do.”
She held the bag out for me and I groaned.
“Laura, do I have to?” I whined. “It was fun at first but it’s getting pretty old…”
I barely got the words out before the slap landed on my cheek. Wow! She didn’t hold anything back with that one! I know the expression “see stars” is a cliché, but my vision did blur a bit, and I couldn’t help staggering back a couple of steps.
“Let’s get something
