Then she did the master stroke on me. She slid her hand all the way from the top of my ass crack down to the bottom all the way to the balls of my cock. She grasped my cock from in-between my legs and began rubbing it with her fingers and inner palm. My cock didn’t expect that action. It swelled into formidable size which I have never seen before. I let out a light moan from my mouth. She asked in my ears if I am ready to be milked. I said yes. She told that if I am ready I have to say it by moaning just like how cows would do. I meowed like a cow thought it sounded just like moaning. She smiled, and then told “my dear cow, hear I am coming to milk you”. She rubbed my balls some more time and then took her hands from between my legs. My cock stood there in full thrusting position. She ignored my condition and slowly took the vessel with water. She took my cock on her palm for the first time and observed it closely. Then she dropped it and then splashed water on my cock just like how she did on her cows. I shrugged in the cool water. My cock dipped with water and it fell on the vessel with water. Then she removed the vessel and placed kolambi vessel under me. She showed every indication that she is going to milk me.
But she didn’t touch me. Instead she came close to my ears and told “Do you know something, when milking the humans, you need one more thing than what is needed when milking a cow”. I looked at her with a confused look. She then took the small bottle and told me “you need oil for that extra lubrication”. With that she poured a lot of oil on to her one hand. Then she spread it all around her palm. She placed the bottle down and brought her hand to my udder tetees. She grasped my semi hard cock with her oily hand. That was the first time she grasped mine with all her fingers. I let out another slight moan. “Hey, you moan like a cow” she told me. I again moaned. Then she with a firm fist started stroking my thing from top to bottom. Not in the usual way of how a handjob is given. Instead she choose to milk me exactly how she would have done for the cow.
She stretched my cock down towards the kolambi vessel, and then continued it again from the stem. If I was a cow I would have spilt milk in each stroke. I closed my eyes for a moment, imaging how it would have been for the cow to be given a handjob daily. I wished if it was me who was in the place of the cow daily. She was milking me in a steady phase. Never increasing or decreasing the speed. She never let my semi erect rod to become too stiff, and adjusted her stroking to make sure that it is pleasurable and lasting at the same time. Her oily hand slid smoothly over my cock skin. Her thumb and first finger formed a tight circle at the end giving the extra squeeze to my thing. In that last leg squeeze, oil also got squeezed out from the pores of my cock. She added more oil to her hand from the bottle once in a while. I should say she is the master in the art of handjob. From her meticulously calculated strokes, my thing never became full hard. But it was always in the heights of excitement, and the pleasure was building up in me very slowly. I rested my hands on my elbow now, and stretched my buttock up in pleasure. Soon precum started oozing out of my thing slowly and it oozed a thin line of liquid stretching from the mouth of my thing to the table.