I passed a connecting hall way. I opened the door to go through. I closed it behind me.I turned slightly to see the blonde open the door. Her friend w...ited on the other side. She was looking through the glass part of the door. The blonde kept walking behind me. A few more seconds I got to my door.I put the key in the door. "Hi!" said the blonde. She was now standing a few inches from my left side. "Hey!" I said. "My friend bet me I would not come up and say hi to you." she said. "Oh.. That's. That fact is reflected in my mode of dress. Your reactions to seeing me dressed this way, while understandable, are inappropriate. Over the next few months, we will be having more such meetings. This mode of dress will serve as a reminder of the function I am serving." There will be many changes over the next few months. The primary change will be to the mission of this facility. This will no longer be a place where girls are sent to be broken and humiliated. Instead, it will be our duty to. It was so intoxicating nursing my children. So wicked and wild. And intimate. I felt so close to them. I felt their love as they once again drank their mother's milk.I stroked both their hair, Jenny's loose and long, James's short and thick. I dug my fingers into their hair. His whiskers rasped on my sensitive breasts while Jenny's lips were so soft and sweet. My head leaned back, my pleasure moaning from my throats.“Oh, you two are just so wonderful. Oh, you're going to make your Mommy cum so. I was just amazed and shocked.We reached the station in Punjabi and her family driver came to get us and we went straight home.Chachi just ordered me aroung like im a slave and was really pissing me off but I noticed something weird she was smiling and being very friendly with the driver. I’m no kid I also sinced flirting like these two had history like sexual history together. Driver kept looking in the rearview mirror and smiling and chachi also.The house was packed with family after family.