I had business in London and need to get there in a day and half. I did not leave myself very much time but I had clients who were waiting on a proposition and I needed to signal some report to arrive at it prescribed. It was raining and fog had set in. I was in the mountains and the roads had become dangerous. I need to determine a hotel and something to eat before it got to late. It was nearly midnight when I finally found a Pub near a dirt road, I had taken by mistake. It was only a few mi from the highway and I knew I could get back in the morning. I got out my Porsche and opened the door to the Pub. The Le French Milk Pub & Inn was a small but countryfied Pub with 2 rooms and a lowly Pub with some French beer on tap. I sat down in a corner booth away from the bar and the barkeep came over and gave me a pint. The beer was warm and the old man brought me some roast beef and white potato about 20 minute of arc later. There was no one in the Pub and I had two more beers before I finished my repast. About an 60 minutes later I looked outside from a window over my articulatio humeri and notice the rainfall was coming down harder. I could barely see my car in the driveway. I did however see a man run by the social movement of the pub and come in the side door. The man quickly took keister at the bar. He had a shot of whiskey and 2 beers before he took of his coat and put it on the back of his chair. He looked my direction and raised his beer towards me and smiled. The bartender came over and took my dishful and I asked him to buy the man at the bar a beer on me. The man at the bar drank his beer. He got up and came over to my table.. `` Do you take care if I sit down. '' said the man. `` No, please sit down. Looks like you have had a long night. '' I said. `` American ? '' He said. I nodded yes and then sipped my beer. `` I am French and I have been stuck in this Town for some prison term. What day is it. '' He said. `` Novemebr 30. '' I said. `` My god I have been here for 3 months. I am a sale man for a big dairy farm farm near Paris and came here to touch a farmer who was selling milk. I have been here since the end of August and have not been able to leave. Can you preserve a unavowed ? '' I nodded yes and put down my pint on the old wooden table and pulled my seat closer to him. `` First my name is Fred and the story I am about to narrate is not for the faint of kernel. It happen to me and I am afraid I may never be able to leave behind this townsfolk or the sodbuster who I came to see a few months ago. '' said Fred. I took off my methamphetamine and wiped them and took another sip of my beer. `` I got a margin call from a char who lived on a farm and she had come up with a new brand of milk that she needed me to farm and betray for her. She told me to arrive alone and as quick as possible to serve her. I did not tell my f****y were I was going and got in my sports car and drove 12 hours to see her. It was raining that night just liketonight. '' said Fred. There was some thunder and a unhorse bolt flashed outside the window. I sipped my beer again and looked at Fred. `` Once I got to her farm, she invited me into her old farm house and I followed her inside. She took my coat and put my briefcase next to the kitchen board. She reached into her ice box and pulled out two Milk River juggs and placed them on the table. She popped off the top and poured each one of us a glass of milk. She got up and went into her living room and came back with some cookies and a jar of white emollient. '' said Fred. I folded my handwriting in my lap and moved my ft under the table and curled up my right arm towards my brass. I looked and noticed Fred breathing had increased. `` I took a insect bite of the cookies and sipped the milk in the meth. It was cold and she sat and looked at me. She took of the lid to the jar of white cream. She used her digit to evoke some white cream and placed in her palm. She warmed her palm and rubbed the cream on my hand. I drank the milk glass faster and had a Weird superstar on my tegument. I looked at her and my eyes were beginning to close. My imagination was getting feeble and I noticed she had not d***k any of her milk. '' said Fred. I turned my principal and looked around the pub to see if any one was watching us. Fred paused and then said `` I woke up about an hour later. I was in a room that was 12x12x12 and was lying on a little bed. There were only four metal paries and a small sewer on the far end. There was a milk machine next to the head of the bed on my left face. I moved my arms and wooden leg but they were shackled to the bed. I looked down and I realized I was naked. I had been completely shaved and my clothes were on a wooden milking stool near the infantry of the bed. I yelled for help and moved around but no one could here me. I kept thinking back to what go on but it did not make any sense. '' said Fred. I moved in my seat and squeezed my manus as I looked at Fred and waited for Sir Thomas More of his narration. `` The door to my room swung open air and the women who I had met earlier was standing there. She was about 5ft 8 with big contraband leather thrill that came above her knee. She had jet black long hair that flowed passed her shoulders and wore lots of makeup. She had big red fiery lip and smelled of cheap essence. She had on a big black corset that was tied tightly around her huge chest. She was a big women who I would larn later was called a SSBW. She had a leather strap in her right field script and with her left she unbuckled her bra and her big 44HH tits fell down to her waist. She measured 44 HH - 42 waist - 54 ass. She was not wearing pantie and her big hairy pussy was a spate. I could see her big cunt lips looking at me and she barely could move as she walked toward me. '' said Fred. I gulped my beer and shifted my free weight on my chair. `` Fred I brought you to this farm for only one purpose. You are to help me and my friends in this Town make money. You will do everything I say. You will ask no doubt. If you are just I may let you allow over time. I was scared and looked at her and nodded yes. We need a person with your expertise in making my farm and others in the town more profitable. I do n't want to milk another cow. We have found that boob milk is better and you can help us. I read your bio on the Internet and screw you were a doctor at hospital delivering babe and now you own a big dairy farm. All we require of you is to subscribe off on the milk and avail us create my Elwyn Brooks White cream in the jar upstairs. '' said Fred I looked at him and put my hired man on my heading. `` What did you do ? '' I asked `` She explained that they needed my theme song on the Milk River bottles to certified the milk was expert and they need my spermatozoon for the white cream. I was puzzled but she put down the leather strap and took off her corset and her huge juggs fell into my boldness. I started to suck and burn her mammilla and she started to take in and stroked my cock. She deep throated my big pecker and licked my balls and rubbed her tits all over my face and bureau. She got up of the footing next to the bed and mounted my peter. She started to tantalize my putz hard and her boob flopped in my look. I tried to move my handwriting but I was still tied to the bed. She put her hands on my chest and pounded her pussy on my big cock. I only could subscribe so much joy and when she orgasmed on my dick and got off and she pulled up a big jar next to my rooster, I started to cumm. She shot my big payload onto her grimace and spit my burden into the jar. She wiped my dick clean and sealed the jar. '' said Fred. Fred took a sip of his beer and looked around the bar. `` I woke up about an hour later after the char had left. The door opened and another women came in. She was about 5ft 5 with a pink slip on covering her BBW body. She had brown hose that was held up by some calamitous garter and was wearing 4inch black platform heights heels. She had a huge whiteness ass and bent over to pick something off the floor next the bed. She signed in on a bill pad and took off her pink lingerie. She measured 42FF - 38 waistline - 40 ass. She also had two prominent chest that were capped off my two Brobdingnagian tit the size of it of my quarter round. Her nipple were wet and she fondled her boob causing hot White person milk to shoot out and land on my abdomen. My dick was hard in no time and she smiled as she looked down at me. She walked over and climbed on the bed putting her bald pussy in my face. She reached down and f***ed my headway into her pussy. I was licking and sucking her cunt sass with my tongue and she orgamsed flooding my mouth. She screamed and moaned and clamped on my read/write head as she had another orgasm. She then got up and sat down on the milking stool next to the bed and plugged in the milking motorcar. She put two big trash containers on her teat and breast and then the milk squirted out her teat and into a prospicient tube that lead too a big Milk container on the story. My dick was still voiceless watching her and she got back up and sat down on my face again. I started to lick and breastfeed her and could see the milk shooting out her nipples and she orgamsed on my face. After an hour she got up and left me with a hard on and picked up her big jar of milk and smiled at me. '' said Fred. My cock was getting hard in my denim and I was having a hard time listening to Fred story. `` I went to sl**p and inflame up the following day. The beginning women brought me breakfast and let me use the bathroom. She tied my legs back but let my arms unblock. A couple of house later as I was still naked fabrication in the bed I could her foundation footprint over head from upstairs and then the door to my way opened. There was a light-haired women who was about 5ft 9 with big curly hair and who was wearing a riding outfit. She measured 38GG - 34 waist - 44 ass. She had shinny pie-eyed brown pant and a bloodless blouse that was stretched out but could not hide her Brobdingnagian juggs. I saw she had the Lapplander jar the get-go women had collected my ejaculate in and I figured she was there to get some more. I smiled and watched her take off her clothes. She had petite foot with pink painted toe nail and a small rose tattoo on her mortise joint. She had big meaty thigh and a huge ass that was tan to match her body. She had two big fat nipples on her vast boob and she was also producing milk from her big juggs. Her name was Lola and she sucked my cock and fondled my big balls and licked my ass hole as she let me eat her big kitty. She also put the milking machine on her bosom and got into a lx nine posture so I could eat her kitty and fondle her big ass. I moved my men all over her ass and tugged on her pelvic girdle. I felt her put the white jar next to my hawkshaw and when she deep throated my peter and kissed one ball I erupted and she pulled my prick out and shot my burden into the jar. '' said Fred. `` What happen future ? '' I said. `` I have met over 20 adult female who have come to the farm sign to produce Milk. All the women are either BBW or SSBW and have huge mammilla and ass. They sometimes fuck me or I eat there pussy so they will produce more milk. They feed me and let me walk around the farm with the sympathy I will not try to break loose. They have sex with me as many as a XII metre a day. I was beginning to miss my f****y and tonight I was able to purloin out when the woman of the house went into township to get some milk containers. I saw this Pub as I was coming through the field just over there. '' said Fred. I looked over at the end of the bar and noticed the side door had opened and the barkeep was just closing the door. `` Do you want me to scream your f****y or chip in them a substance. I can drive you to Paris in my car out social movement. '' I said. `` I am not trusted what I want to do. '' said Fred. I shifted my grueling on in my pants and placed my hand on the table. Fred and I were still talking and not paying attention. I reached down to get my beer to give another drink. The ice felt warm and when I began to drink my beer I looked at Fred. He was drinking his spyglass and I noticed his drink was Edward Douglas White Jr.. His head tilt down and his eyes closed. He slump to the side. My eyes were getting darker and I fell off my chair onto he ground. 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