———As Mary knelt next to her son, her huge breast were right in his face, her huge dark areola were puckered and wrinkled, and her big fat nippl...s were dripping milk!Still reeling from the orgasm, Mary's head was spinning, and despite everything, she was desperate for more. Milk dripped from her swollen nipples and ran down her breast. She could feel the heat between her legs. Her pussy was wet and throbbing from the wonderful fingering she'd just received, and she had to fight the burning urge. A few days passed and I didn’t do anything of that kind again. But again a similar night came. Once again such thoughts started coming in my mind. I progressed and once again reached towards her breasts. Repeated the similar exercise of playing with her boobs. Completed the exercise. Went to the bathroom and cummed. Once again I was ashamed but less than last time.My progress continued. And slowly I started losing the shame and started treating her like a toy. In the subsequent nights my hand. I felt the familiar heat spread in my vagina. I looked down to his penis. Tearing my eyes away from his manhood, I saw that he was staring back at my with love and desire filling his eyes.”Oh, Dhrub,” I moaned, quickly hugging him. “I Love you so much.” “God, Reema, I Love you more than life itself,” he groaned, taking me into his strong, young arms and pulling me into him. We were both being showered. It felt heavenly. Crushing his mouth down onto mine, he kissed me long and deep. I could feel. They were heavily loaded up with a miscellaneous collection of items in makeshift bags. Even the children were carrying loads that would have been hard for me to carry. They looked thirsty and hungry but none made any attempt to drink from one of the bottles they were carrying. I also noticed that several of the women were looking at the men but made no attempt to go near them. The man with the rifle looked over at the women and pointed at one of them. She struggled to her feet and ran over to.