You know me, I like to relax and slouch around. Sometimes in just my knickers. I have to remember to keep a housecoat hung up by the door in case of c...llers," she giggled. "Wouldn't do to give the vicar a heart attack! Or to give that young postman any encouragement, the flirt." Another giggle, "He'd go apeshit at the sight of your boobs - gossip in the local pub has him down as a tit man. You know the sort, eyes never leave your boobs. He even stares at my little hills." I'm for a smoke," I. My left had went to my nipple teasing it till it was hardas i did this little did i know the creature was outside my window in the shadows watching me fondle myselfi started to feel the pressure build up as a orgasm was about to rip through my body so i stated to finger my pussy harder and faster and then it was like a flood of pleasure rushing through my body shook from the orgasm.part 2as i lay in my bed with only my t shirt and panties on i felt uneasy as i lay there it felt like someone was. But he put his mouth on my left boob and started sucking. I had weird feelings. I couldn’t believe, I was breast feeding a grown-up stranger. But it felt really good.One day he came early and Ram and Kishan were still in bed. He told that he no longer needed breast milk as the orphanage got shut due to political reasons. I didn’t know what to do. I told him I wanted money very badly. So he agreed to mix my breast milk with normal cow milk. But he would only pay 100Rs a day. I didn’t have any. Life couldn?t have been better, until the day the Abdul, a fabulously rich Arab sheik walked into their shop.At 280 pounds Abdul was an enormous man, at well over 6 foot he towered over John, a man who was use to getting everything his own way, his rude, gruff manner made him quite intimidating, especially to someone a small as John.?Can I help Sir? John stammered, as Abdul, who was in his late 40?s early 50?s made his way to the counter.?Are you the proprietor of this establishment?, bellowed.