After 10 min. I reached there & said my friend to keep the scooter in his house. He said me to stay in his house. I said that I’d take an auto & wen... out. I stood under bus shelter & I found no autos or busses. The time was about 11:15 & after some time I saw a car coming. I went & asked for lift. There was a woman & she said me to get in. I got in & we rode away. She gave a towel to clean myself & I thanked her. After some time she asked me “Where is Ur house?” I said her the details about my. I don't mind that he is a physical abuser. Better me than someone who doesn't like it or want it. But he does have his moments that I know no one else sees. There is the occasional night he'll allow me to sleep with him (but typically only after I take an unusually harsh beating), or the rare night he'll allow me to masturbate (only typically when he knows there will be a little bit of blood in my cum - he loves when that happens), or the even more rare night he'll beat me on the back porch. My nerves were already on edge from how worried I was that I had made a mistake, but I felt literal sparks as his hands made their way to my bra. His thick forearms wrapped around my ribs and I felt him tugging on my bra, trying to unclasp it. After a brief struggle, the support of my bra went away and the shoulder straps slid down my arms. I let my bra slide off and land on the floor, exposing my large breasts to my dad who visually drank them in like he had just found an oasis in the middle. I continued to squeeze the boobs for more than ten minutes.Later she turned to utter in sexy voice: “Darling, I think my milk is almost oozing. Do you want to waste it?”I knew what she wanted me to do. I made her sit facing me. Bending a little, I Brought my mouth to her left boob. I took it inside greedily and began to suck mildly for two minutes. Then I stepped up my force and began to suck very hard. She began to moan fiercely. Then I began to squeeze her right boob while sucking the left.