Full mescullar body thi uski. Vo jab bhi niche ki aur jata tha to muje dekhta tha.Mai bhi use dekhti thi. Aise hi roj ek dusre ko dekhte the. Ek din u...ne muje smile di to maine bhi smile de di. Fir roj smile dene laga vaise hi hamare roj chal raha tha. Ek din mai terres pr khadi thi to vo vaha aaya to mere se baat karne laga. Usne mere name pucha to maine bhi uska name pucha. Usne apna name raj bataya. Fir usne mere se friendship ke liye bola to maine ha bola. To vo khus ho gaya. Fir hum ek. He always stared at my nipples poking against my shirt. He was a handsome good looking man and I had a lot of hot dreams about him. I knew he would never touch me till I was of age and one day the opportunity came up. I had graduated from high school and was having a burger at the diner and he came in and sat with me staring again at my tits. When we were done eating he asked me if I wanted a ride home. I did. In the car he suggested we go for a ride if I didn't have to be right home. I was. It was also the last house I would visit, so I felt I had really nothing to lose.Once I entered, I qas greeted by three very unattractive ladies whose feet were too big for this glass slipper, although two of them tried to squeeze their big feet into it and not only that, their feet were so awful looking and ugly.However, I managed to see one young lady, dressed in an apron, loose shirt and a bandana on her head, coming down the stairs. She sat down on a chair in the kitchen and I placed the. That night, you suckled eagerly, moaning when you got a few precious drops. You fucked me hard from behind, my heavy tits swinging, an occasional drop of milking leaking out.After that night, my production steadily increased. I loved the way my breasts looked, full with long, dark nipples. I wondered how big you would want them to grow, how much milk you would demand of me. You asked me not to wear a bra at home, because you loved to see the wet patches my milk left on my shirts. My unfettered.