So my FIL volunteered and asked, Nisha, if you don’t mind may I help you in squeezing out the milk. I said, Papa, I tried but it is very painfull un...indfull, of my protests, he brought a container and sat near me and asked me to open my blouse. I was feeling shy but there was no other way and therefore I unbuttoned my blouse. I was not wearing any bra due to the pains. My milk containers were exposed to my FIL and FIL then took hold of my right boob and slightly exerted pressure. I cried loudly. Jeff went over to them and knelt down. His body was slightly obscuring my view but from his movements I could only assume he was opening Beth's blouse.'Wow! They were well worth waiting for.' Jeff gasped as he must have been feasting his eyes on her delicate little pink nipples and her creamy small firm breasts. I know seeing them gets me hard and I see them every night. Seeing such beauty for the first time is really breathtaking.'She's fucking gorgeous!' Replied Tom as he raised her. He hesitantly came on our bed and lay down on the other side of Simran. Motivated by our act he gained in confidence and put his hand on Simran’s bare ass. I tried to be ignorant as I thought he can do everything except fucking her. Slowly he moved further and touched his crotch on Simran’s ass. I knew how much Simran liked when I embrace her from behind and press my cock on her ass when we go to sleep. She must have felt the effect of a fatter cock on her ass. He increased the pressure. Now. ”“I mean it’s kinda crazy, more and more people are moving to South Florida every day, other people seem to love it here. But I don’t.”“Yeah, it will get better after you are released from the insane asylum.”I smiled at Jeff’s euphemism for Miami Sunset High School. It was a totally different world for us. 1600 students, a great many of which had just come in the last few years to this country, with it seemed like 1600 particular issues and 1600 individual needs.There were as many social.