..Act 3. The smell of cum is overwhelming, it’s like every fiber of my body has been soaked in semen. I lie in the damp, warm mass, rubbing myself. ...ven if I try to avoid reaching the climax, I continue to increase my lust without any end in sight.The Lady comes back to me after a while and smiles. She says she’s going to take a little walk with me now. To do this, she releases the chain from the post to which I have been leashed all the time and leads me out of the room. Of course I move on. The sari fell on the floor; aunt was in her petticoat and blouse. My bottom started bulging as this is the first time I am seeing a women so closely in such attire. “What are you looking, come take it”. I went close to her, she was unhooking her blouse, stretched her shoulders, and her hand little backward to remove the blouse. The tits were free, I was starring it. She took my hand and kept it on her boobs “what are you looking at? Press, squeeze and play with it”. I did with full vigor.. Right in front of my face is Grace’s beautiful pale ass, shaking up and down. I reach out and slide my hands over her wet cheeks as she keeps bouncing, letting the smooth wet skin slide on my palms as I thrust into her daughter beneath her. Ella is so spent, she just lays there taking it limply, just happy to be out of the water. Soapy water sloshes up from my thrusting, pouring out, making a mess of the bathroom floor. I lean my head forward and bury my face between Grace’s cheeks. I inhale. Would’a ... Could’a ... regrets, wishes and missed chances ... We pay no attention to the past and persist in making the same mistakes our parents did ... it’s all a part of life.”“It is that ... she’s my age ... I, at least, have a job.”“She does.”“Does?”“Have a job. She’s my daughters nurse.”“She’s a nurse?”“Wet nurse.”“What the hell is a wet nurse?”“Portable milk factory,” said Myndee from the back seat. Abby was burrowed into a nipple and softly slurping away.“You had your baby?”“This is.