"Well yeah, um..." was Michael's reaction."Ha, you like Indian arse but don't like Indian food, is that it?" laughed Chavvi."Well yes, I suppose, sorr...," replied an embarrassed Michael."I can cook other stuff, I might have to bend over in the frozen food aisle at the supermarket though," giggled the very happy Chavvi."Yes well be careful when you bend over because you never know who might be watching," replied Michael."So you will come for dinner and stay the night?" asked Chavvi."Love to, I. " I felt a couple tears form on my face and then my cum came shooting right out of my dick. "Oh, fuck, you are some kind of woman, Jessa," I got out after my third shot. I gave her three shots of my warm seed which all landed right on her bosoms. Then I collapsed down with a smile on my face. "I certainly hope you never get tired of covering my rack, Claude. I'm loving it right now," she told me, getting right over me. "Maybe we should be a couple," she mentioned, grabbing my schlong and. The truth wasn't always the easiest way to go but once you got it out, it cleared the air. So he asked her if they could go for a soda or coffee and he would explain. She agreed.They walked to the Food Court and he got each of them a soda. He had to admit that she looked good in tight black slacks and a black sweater. Her breasts seemed to have gotten a little bigger if that was possible, but then again it could be the bra she was wearing.He started to explain his concerns about her. Lucy got up to tend to the child. Seth watched as the slave took over to care for him. He left the room to go to the outhouse and clean himself up.When Seth got back he was drained of all life and thought about nothing but sleeping. The last thoughts on his mind were sucking on Lucy's milking breasts.When Seth awoke from his sleep the sun was shining in his face and a new day was before him. He did not know when he could get back to the family plantation, but was not as eager to head back as.