'You can go,' said Dorris.
'Not so fast,' said Florence. 'Our stocks are showing empty on jizzcream. Susan, go next door and pick up a crate from Caroline. Then you can go.'
Susan scurried away and Florence headed for the door.
'Where are you going?' asked Dorris.
'We have a client waiting.'
'You're not going to touch one of those creatures!'
'You should have thought about that before dismissing Susan. I'll be back in an hour.'
Florence stopped by the milking station to gather the jizzcream made by Leia and herself, and then helped Jenny move the table from room one to create a double table in room two.
'Would you like me to go make some more jizzcream Miss Florence?'
'Susan is fetching some and our clients are already waiting. Disrobe while I get them.'
A moment later Florence returned with Margaret and Annabelle. She guided them into the room and with Jenny's help they stripped them down and invited them to lie on the tables. The combined musk of three herms filled the room and Florence's head swam.
Knowing she had a job to do, the redheaded woman wiggled out of her suit and approached the tables. Jenny handed her a bottle of jizzcream and poured the other bottle between the valley of her own tits, then lent forward so they dangled over Margaret's face. Jenny parted her breasts with her hands and then manipulated them to apply Margaret's facial with her pillowy soft bosom.
Florence's breasts were no where near the same size, but she could still provide a decent service. She tipped the bottle of warm jizzcream over her chest and bent over Annabelle. The slutmare's face disappeared into her cleavage and Florence massaged her tits in gentle circles. She continued the treatment until it was all absorbed.
They poured the last two bottles of jizzcream over the chests of their clients and moved around the sides to continue the massage treatment. Breasts glided over breasts and hard nipples dug into the soft flesh, dribbling extra milk to help the cream go further. The heavy scents of arousal continued to rise in the room, and Florence was pleased to sniff her own perfume competing with the others.
A muskier, more earthy scent entered the mix as cocks protruded from their sheaths. The flat heads slithered up Annabelle and Margaret's torso and the two masseuses slid their slick tits along the spongy shafts.
Once all of the cream was absorbed, along with any leaking precum and milk, Florence stood and apologised that the treatment needed to be paused. As compensation she signalled Jenny to move to the head of the tables and the slutmare offered her huge tits for the honeymooners to suckle on while they waited.