She said she tried to pump the milk out, but it was not happening. “Maybe it needs some man’s hands. I can’t ask Ashish if he is my son. So can ...ou help me?”This was unbelievable to me. So to be sure, I asked her, “Aunty, you want me to press your boobs and pump the milk out?”She said, “No, you may not just press them. Sometimes you might need to suck on them also. As a reward, you can have whatever you want, wherever you want.”I became happy and said, “We have a deal than that I will relieve. "I don't want to come to you stinking," she said tiredly. "Anyway, I'm awfully tired tonight and just not interested."Kevin began to whine a little (another of his slightly annoying tendencies). "Oh come on, Mel, it's been ages since we had sex, pleeeeease let me get you interested, I can give you a massage and rub you down and kiss you all over and trace my fingers over your most sensitive spots and come on you know I can get you turned on!"Melissa sighed with exasperation. "I'm just worn out,. I thought the packet would never arrive. When it finally did, I almost passed out from anticipation. After calming down, I printed out the information, then went into the living room, and sat down on the sofa. I rifled through it and was so excited about my secretly planned sexual encounter that I wanted to strip and masturbate right then and there. Except hubby was up, and he would probably say something rude and obnoxious, as he was never spontaneous. I laid the papers on the coffee table,. ?Please, trust me. I want to give you a gift of love. A lover's gift.? She laid back down, relaxing into the sheets. ?Don't you dare hurt me,? shesaid, looking him sternly in the eye. He lowered himself to just above her, still holding her arms above her. Startingat her hairline, he kissed her entire face, avoiding her mouth. He could feelher relaxing beneath him, no longer resisting with her arms. At her mouth,he slowly kissed each lip, then sucked each lip into his mouth, holding itfor a.