Mitch and Marcos showed up the next day ready to display all their hucow handling skills at the ranch. Mitch wore his Armani, and Marcos wore the custom Versace he had reserved for special occasions.

They both decided to bring apology gifts. Mitch had gone for diamonds, while Marcos decided pearls were more appropriate for a hucow.

To their credit, the staff at McCleary Farms seemed used to this arrangement. There was a designated pavilion fully stocked with charcuterie, drinks, champagne, and sex toys. There was even a milking machine and foam-padded furniture. It was a perfect place to fuck and be fucked.

Miss Mary appeared escorted by a gaggle of chattering hucows. To Mitch and Maroc's surprise, all the hucows sat on the manicured grass while Mary approached the men.

After the demonstration of gifts that were well received, Mary asked the men to disrobe for the ladies.

"I would be remiss if I didn't get my girlfriend's opinions!"

Mitch and Marco stood and removed their expensive clothes. Standing naked before the women, Mitch was not surprised to feel his erection growing on full display for the women.

Marcos was not far behind as he rose to the occasion.

The ladies oohed and had appropriately. Some were even so bold as to get up and pat the men gently while making tittering comments that caused the men's faces to flush with embarrassment.

"Hung like a horse this one is." The woman let his manhood fall from her hands and dangle over his ripe balls.

"Okay, so who's going to milk me first? I prefer to be tied down for these milkings. Let's see how you do."

Marcos took the rope and stretched it between his hands. It was made of the softest silk, and he drooled at how beautiful her bound breast would look when she wore it.

Marcos looped around her milky-enhanced breasts and then cinched until the skin just began to pucker. He didn't want to use too much pressure--just enough for her to feel some relief in her heavy udders. He crisscrossed and stacked the ropes until he was sure to get a beautiful bra-like pattern on her skin, highlighting the Shibari work he had done on her breasts.

Mitch took a step forward and began moving her into the milking stall. He prepped her breasts and massaged her vast white mounds as the oil-slicked and shone on her skin. Before long, her milk began to flow in rivulets down her engorged breasts.

Taking the milkers, he pinched her nipples and pulled until he got the flow he wanted. Reaching down, he adjusted the milkers for maximum suction, wanting to make sure he did a good job and prioritized her comfort.

Miss Mary moaned and rutted and seemed to be enjoying herself immensely until Marcos reached down and removed the sucking cups from her engorged nipples, "I have a better idea, allow me."

"Mitch, here, hold her breasts like this." Marcos showed Mitch how to hold his palms and squeeze her breasts close to her chest. Doing so caused the milk to flush down and out of her nipples. So, Marcos used his hands to gently pinch and tug her swollen buds so that her milk squirted down into the bucket they had placed there to collect her hector.

"Gentlemen, I'll give you the next seven minutes to bring me to orgasm. Consider it a pretext."

The men got to work immediately. Marcos stayed focused on milking her breasts while Mitch kissed her neck and caressed her whole body.

"You are wasting time; you only have six minutes left," she complained.

At that moment, Mitch reached down and pinched her clit between his index finger and thumb. Rubbing back and forth, he pulled and tugged until she was breathless with excitement.

Enjoying his hands, Mitch used the moment to move her into position on his lap. Soon, she was straddling his thigh with Marcos standing behind her. His strong arms reached around and continued to work the milk from her breasts. His erection rubbed up against her back every time he leaned forward to bring his hands down her milky mounds.

Mitch kept his index finger and middle finger on her clit as he used his hand to encourage her already rutting hips.

He used his fingers to spread her vulva, placing her engorged clit directly against the skin of his thigh. As soon as she felt the contact, she shuddered and thrust her hips forward to put direct pressure directly on her clit.

Using him like a scratching post, Marcos and Mitch brought her to orgasm with two minutes to spare.

Marco's erection was becoming more than he could control, and he began to stroke himself. Mitch helps out by cupping his balls and licking him directly under his glans, using the pointed tip of his tongue to flick circles around his hardened shaft.

With the complete liking, Miss Mary was much more inclined to cooperate. She was drooling and moaning, and Marcos helped her up and over to drop her body across a wedge.

"I'm going to fuck how like this, and after I cum, Mitch is going to take you."

"Will one of you please fuck my ass?"

"Of course," Mitch says.

Marcos helps as he takes Miss Mary's hand and leads her to his prone body. Mounting him, she engulfed his hardened shaft in one swift movement. Her body eagerly swallowed up his manhood."

Soon, she swayed back and forth and rutted her pelvis on his. She was trying to get off. But Marches wanted her to wait.

"Hold on, cow, here you go."..he reached around and pressed his penis to her puckered hole and pressed until he felt the ring give and take in his entire head. He looked like a fish swallowing a bug whole.

Beneath him, the hucow mooed and rutted, trying to get even more of his shaft into her tight passage. Mitch saw the way things were going and used his hips to help lift and drop her down on his waiting shaft, all while Marcos massaged his shaft and her g-spot from deep within her bowels.

The look on her face was ecstatic. Marcos watched her rhythm, and he knew she was close when it stopped. He took her thumb and pressed tightly on the nub between her legs and then held on as she orgasmed so hard she nearly shot both him and Mitch out of her body at warp speed.

Mitch and Marcos undid her bindings as a bevy of hucows appeared to clean and groom their mistress. Her prone body was laid out, and masseurs rushed over to smooth her tired mussels.

She gestured to the men to join her, and they did. "That was wonderful. Thank you. You've both made it to round two."

Bessie Blanco