I signed under the fine print and now I'm his property. Master Lawrence's dirty, inexperienced little plaything. Having gone through the hucow transformation, he can do to me exactly what he's always been fantasizing about. Milking me, tying me up, strapping me down in the milking machine, running his itchy fingers all over my body. And I know that he plans on taking my V-card and knocking me up, too. But it's risky. His wife might find out about our little dungeon...
Just how much noise can we make without her ever discovering anything? Characters are 18+
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