Just as the door closed I realised I still needed to pee. At the back of the room I saw a toilet. I started walking there when I heard Jon behind me.
"Where are you going?"
I pointed at the door to the toilet.
"Oh very well. You go pee, Karyn and I will try out the machine." He grinned at Karyn who stood there defiantly. I was amazed at how well Karyn was handling the situation. So far not once had she snapped at this Jon, not only that but she was showing virtually no fear at all.
With my face tit still leaking slightly I quickly walked to the toilet and closed the door behind me. I sat down and let it go. If I wasn't already on the toilet I would've peed my pants in shock when I felt something warm and wet seeping from between my ass cheeks. Damn, I had forgotten about my second pussy. I pulled my cheeks apart allowing the stream to hit the toilet normally. Feeling surprise and shame at how far my hands sunk into the soft flesh of my buttocks.
I then waited for the first round to finish. Finally I felt a shift as I started peeing for the next. It was still a strange sensation. Another shift and almost done.
Finally I got up and grabbed a piece of toilet paper. I softly dried my pussy, carefull not to overstimulate it and then I used a lot more toilet paper to dry my ass.
As I left the toilet Karyn was already reclining on the chair. Jon was staring, with one hand in his pocket, while sporting a massive tent.
Karyn's many nipples were erect and she was breathing fast. Apparently it was quite enjoyable.
Jon looked at me. His eyes hungry. I quickly made my way to the recliner and sat myself down. The large chair once again reminding me how small I had become.
I grabbed a hose and looked at the nozzle again. It looked weird. I looked at Karyn again. Seeing her writhing in her chair didn't make it more enticing to try, but the constant leaking and pressure wasn't what I wanted either.
I pushed the nozzlelips on my nipple. The machine went to work. It felt familiar but strange. It made a massaging motion while sucking. It felt good, really good.
I felt relief as my face tit started to empty. Wave of pleasure went through my body and in no time my pussies were on fire. How could anyone watch tv going through this?
I couldn't control myself and started rubbing my handtits together. I quickly stopped myself again. Damn, when was this thing done. I wasn't about to whore myself out to Jon, but resisting became harder and harder.
Jon suddenly groaned and looked down at his pants. "I'll be right back." Jon made his way to the toilet.
When the door closed Karyn pulled the device of her face and jumped up from her chair.
Her clothes stuck to her body by a combination of sweat and milk. She quickly went to a kabinet, her many boobs jiggling as she went. Seeing her jiggle like that I couldn't help myself anymore. As one hand went to my pussy I used the other hand to pull the hose off of my tit.
Triumphantly she returned to me holding two pens and two pieces of paper.
I suddenly realised that I had lost my pen and paper from this morning. Probably when Jon changed my clothes. Karyn handed me a pen and paper. Now we both had a chance to make a wish.
She looked at me and scribbled something on the paper.
"Jon set machine to massge/milk at highest levl." The hastily scribbled note read including errors. I pointed to the toilet door and made a motion like hitting someone over the head. She shook her head. I was about to object when the toilet flushed.
She went to the machine and fiddled with the controls. she slipped the pen and paper in her panties and quickly got back on her chair, reattached her hose as she got comfortable. She pointed to the hose and me.
I also quickly reattached my hose and stuck my pen and paper in my tights.
The machine went back to work. The milk slowly flowed out, but the massaging was much less. The arrousal was much more managable now. To my horror I discovered my mind going back to when Jon sucked my milk. That felt better, more...organic somehow.
Jon entered the room and looked at us. He grumbled something about not being done yet and went to get a magazine from the reading corner. From the corner of my eye I could see him playing with my stone while reading.
Damn I needed that stone.
