“Dry yourself, slut and then come back to the bedroom,” I told her, and turned my back on her and walked out. By the time she emerged I had calmed...down and was back in my previous good mood. My anger was only a pretence and I had secretly enjoyed shaving her.“Over there and bend over the bed,” I ordered her. She almost ran to the bed and bent over it, legs straight and splayed wide and her head lowered to the covers. She was as eager as I was. I stripped off my skirt and blouse, leaving me only. How could I turn that down. Could I do this? Could I have a normal life if I was going to have to produce a high volume of breast milk day after day? Suddenly the French guy stood up and extended his hand to me. I took it and shook it sealing the deal I guess. He left the room and the director smiled once again. He told me I had made the right choice. I was very valuable. He said unfortunately my time here was over. My new employers had made arrangements for me. I was going to live in. “Why do we have to get up so early in the morning?”“Because she wants to get there before it gets too hot.”“OK, let’s go,” replied Mom getting up from the living room chair.My mother, aunt and I started walking to the nearby lake.We could see sun rising over the horizon and from the deserted path it was apparent that people were still in bed.On reaching a secluded spot near the lake, Mom took off her green T-shirt and brown shorts, revealing a black bra and matching panties.While my mother was. He was all the way inside me and I couldn't breathe. I went still to absorb the intrusion and he pushed his arms under my shoulders to hold my head still with his fingers. I was panting, and slowly opened my eyes to see him watching me intently. "Absolutely marvelous," James said and kissed me gently. All I could do was whimper. My body was on fire, and my muscles gripped his cock so hard I thought he would never be able to move. But he did. Slowly at first, giving me the chance to calm down.