I was shocked and surprised. Turning to the side of the voice, I saw a lady probably in her mid-thirties. She said, she saw me drop the people in her ...pposite room, and also caught me checking out that aunty. I was shocked and scared, though there might be some problem. Shree continued, I was expecting you from the moment, you kept turning back and walking towards the lift, by checking at their room. But why so long? She paused.I gather some courage and said, I am sorry, but I don’t understand. We were engaged. That’s why I’m here. She didn’t like the conditions of my old job as a basis for marriage…”“Why not?”“I would have been travelling too much, too far for too long. She wanted a husband who would come home at six o’clock every evening, not be sending her a telegram from Austria, or Australia. So I resigned and took a job here.”“And then what?”“She decided she didn’t want a commuting husband either. She didn’t want to live in a London suburb. She wanted to live in her home town.. I got up after her body calmed down for a few minutes and stood beside the couch looking at her and her beautiful body all aglow from her first orgasm of the evening. I walked over to the windows to close them and her eyes followed my every movement taking in the site of me that she knew so well and loved so deeply. I closed the windows and walked back across the room to her and held out my hand for her to take hold of. She grasped my hand and I walked her upstairs to our bedroom. When we set. When I had discovered that she had milk-laden tits, I just had to feed off her, and that was what I was doing at the moment.She also gave me a swelled head when she commented on my cock - she compared me to her husband's penis - she said "penis" because it would never be in the same league as my monster cock. Her words - not mine."He is so small compared to you" she commented as she milked my cock shaft in her soft hand.She also told me that she hadn't been fucked since the birth - her husband.