So for my own street cred, I would like to have people not think I am the sort of girl whose father attends uni parties."I laughed, "Ok, understood. I...will try not to do anything that embarrasses you further than I already have." Good. I do have one other request and that is that you don't start trying to dress like some young twenty-something. There is nothing worse than a sad old man trying to look young. It's like he is clinging to his youth, desperate not to let go." I agree, although isn't. She kept looking at the fixed camera and was seducing me through the tv. I decided to step on into the room and shut the door behind me. I sat down in the folding chair as she continued her body rubbing and taking her clothes off while I watched. I rubbed my dick through my pants. Soon she was down to her matching white bra and panties. She looked just as good or better than any porn star I had ever seen! Her tits must have been at least DD... probably bigger! She winked at the camera and then. She’d been unconscious only a few hours, but yet somehow she looked emaciated, like she’d lost twenty pounds she didn’t have to spare. She was lying in bed looking fragile, but when she saw me come through the door, she still tried to get up, and only my hand firmly on her shoulder stopped her.I pulled the nearby chair closer to the side of the bed and sat down. “How are you feeling?” I asked.She looked down, flushing slightly – it looked ghastly on her almost-skeletal face. “I’m fine, your. She caught my hand and then placed it on one of her breasts and I started massaging them. Anandhi auntie gave me a smiling look and continued to drink milk from Janaki auntie’s left breast. Janaki auntie pulled me in the front and coaxed me to suck the other breast of hers. After a few seconds there we were; me and Janaki auntie, both of us sucking each of the Janaki auntie’s breasts… like two puppies sucking the teats of their mother.I felt warm milk flowing into my tongue, tasteless yet.