You Cow HuCow 3. You Cow, #3

Once Sandy and I got over the initial problem of me wanting to be a hucow and him wanting to indulge me, things were great. My breasts provided him with milk and we were both happy. He even got me a milking stall. So naturally I went looking for problems. I found one. I didn't want him to be a cheater, but there it was. This is a 10, 000 word erotic novella that contains explicit sex and sexual descriptions of erotic lactation.
It focuses on explicit sex, erotic lactation, adult nursing relationships, risky sex, complicated sexual relationships, , mild BDSM, body modification, and other sexually explicit themes and language that not all members of the public will enjoy. All characters are 18 or older. Excerpt:I wondered why exactly he was keeping me waiting. Was the surprise really not ready?The doorknob clicked and I expected it to open.
It didn't."Come in, " he called. For some reason I was nervous. I shouldn't have been, but I was. This was suddenly exciting again. I could imagine a hundred different scenarios of kinky fun that Sandy had created. My brain was humming in anticipation. I didn't see it at first when I walked in. Sandy was standing there, a smug smile on his face. He was shirtless, but he was shirtless a lot. That comes from being so muscular and working at a gym.
I didn't leer at him, but I did check him out. I loved his six pack abs and firm pecs."Well?" he asked. When I saw it, I was excited and scared at the same time. I wanted it and I hated it.