Now that he knew the who, it was just a matter of deciding the what.She sat at the bar sipping her drink and fending off the advances of the guys she ...bviously considered below her. If she didn't want so much attention then why did she drape such skimpy outfits over her very voluptuous body? Her long blonde hair was carefully styled to cascade off her head in wild waves flowing down almost to her ass. Her delicate features were highlighted with just a touch of makeup. More than likely she did. Painnnnnful…please don’t touch them. They are very sore and need to empty my breasts slowly. Krishna, I can’t bear this weight anymore.”She begged me to empty by drinking her hot milk as there is no breast pump in the house. I prefer expressing them out manually rather than drinking. So I started slowly pressing the nipples to squeeze out the milk.She was unable to bear the pain for 10 minutes. She was crying loudly and later she calmed down. Initially, milk is coming, is not coming out as it. . Aisa lag raha tha jaise unke boobs se chocolate milk pee raha hun .. .Bhabhi uthi .. Aur mere lund par chocoltae daalkar choosne lagi..Wo meri baaals chaat rahi thi aur mere lund se khel rahi thi ki maine use baalon se pakadkar uthaya..Aur ghodi kutiya banakar bed par uski gaand par thappad marne laga ..Wo chilla rahi thi aur mujhe maza aa raha tha .. .Aur bas .. .Dobara madhoshi shuru sumit .. Chaato .. . Tum bahut bade bhenchod ho .. Aise mujhe kisine nahn choda aajtak..Main aaj se. I made a pot of tea and they sat and talked about gardening mainly. i sat quietly as i knew i should. Mona who sat on the sofa next to me would rub my leg at times and smile.Suddenly, out of the blue, “Do you still want to go to the toilet?” i was startled.“Oh. Yes Sir.”“Well go upstairs to the bathroom and wait for me.”“Thank you Sir.”i felt very foolish being told to go and wait for you regarding going to the toilet but i needed to go and it was getting quite desperate. At least i wasn’t.