My breathing and gasping howls deepened when the shocks became more powerful, pulsing in programmed waves through my shuddering flesh and I knew that in a few minutes more, there would come a painful squeezing of my fluid filled breasts, before the actual milking was done. The next thing that always happened, and it did again, was that the wide nooses around the bases of the organs snared tighter, expanding their bulks further into the interior cups and thus presenting my flesh in bulging mounds. This time though, they snared tighter and the actual suction on my n*****s did not begin, even though the rubber envelopes continued to squeeze harshly. I was driven mad by the oscillating waves of pressure, then severe buzzing shocks were unleashed from the nooses up to and outwards through my n*
