And vague ones at that.Buried deep, and what's more you won't ever be able to communicate themin any way to anyone. You'll know what you've been, but...you won't beable to do anything about it. You will act as I tell you to act. Youwill think as I tell you to think. Always. Do you understand?"I shuddered and tried to resist him."Do you understand," he repeated. He didn't sound angry. He soundedlike he was talking to a child."I... I understand." My voice sounded small and far away. I. Shanti was widow, bit dark lady with big boobs 34″. She cooks tasty food. And Jayanti a divorced was average color lady not white not dark. Plump and hanging boobs 36″. Both were very fashionable and use were matching dresses all the time. They come to field in morning and start there works and decide who will work in farm house and either Shanti or Jayanti come and do the works. I wake up nearly 5 am every day and go to fields. Look after them and then come to another part all around. 1st day. I looked at those breasts whose nakedness has fed me when I was a child and also prompted me to lust for my mother when I am a grownup. I slowly bent myself to take one of her nipple into my mouth. Mother cried more but did nothing. I licked, and sucked both the breasts. It was a great experience preying on my dear old mother’s wonderful and juicy breasts.My mother stopped her resistance by now so I started enjoying her naked body. I kissed sucked and licked her beautiful body everywhere I. ”Bhabhi ne muje pakad ker apne aur khinch liya aur unke boobs meri chhati se dab rahe the aur wo boli “ ise ankhon se nahi hatho se dekha jata hai hontho se dekha jata hai.” Aur unhone sexy smile di .Phir kyat ha mera rasta khul gaya tha phir bhi maine natak karte hue kaha “ bhbhi , bhaiya ki pata chal gaya to.” Wo boli “ kaise pata chalega tum bataoge?” maine kaha “na” wo boli “ main bhi nahi bataungi. Reesra koi hai nahi batane ke lie , waise bhi tumhare bhaiya ab kuchh nahi kar shakte.”.