This repeated for almost a week. I even clicked a lot of pictures of my aunty’s tits and her legs while she was feeding and sleeping. I knew I would...never get such a chance once my aunty leaves.We spent a lot of time together. Then she started telling about changes that happen to a woman once she gives birth. I purposefully asked some innocent questions just to make her feel good and open up. I asked her about the pain while the baby feeds. She said it doesn’t pain since the baby doesn’t have. ”He had left Sumar to escape war. Because of that, he wasn’t welcomed back in the country of his birth. He was still a citizen of Sumar and was proud of it and the culture in which he had been raised. It had been hard watching his country get defeated even if the people who defeated it had given him a new life. Yet, now he was welcomed back in the country because it had been defeated. To say that his emotions were mixed would be an understatement.“You had a front row seat?”“I flew into Sumar. He was a big black guy, about 6ft2.I could feel him rubbing his cock against my back. Then suddenly, I feel a hand reach under my blouse, unclasp my bra in a swift motion and started kneading my breasts. I looked around for help but my height prevented the other passengers to notice what's happening. I wanted to shout for help but something stopped me. I realized that I was enjoying the thrill and excitement by all that was happening. The hand continues kneading my breasts. Then, he took my. ”Kara and Adam stood in her mother’s living room with Constance and Arthur. Adam shook Arthur’s hand. “Thank you so much for dinner. It was a far cry from the chop suey places I know.”“Very pleased to meet you, Adam.”He turned to Kara’s mom and she embraced him. “I really enjoyed getting to know you, Adam.”“I’m sure we’ll be seeing more of each other.”Kara embraced Arthur and her mother. Holding hands she and Adam headed out the door. “Follow me to my place,” she said to him and he nodded.Adam.