“May you what?” I asked.
“May I suckle on your other nipple?” Komol asked…… looking at me with pleading eyes but I couldn’t read his expression.
“You like to drink my milk, Komol?”
“Not particularly, Didimoni. I just want to join with your son at your beautiful boob.” Komol said as I smilingly nodded… sitting again on the big wooden chair and pulling down my other bra cup in a mute offering.
Quickly he went down on his knees in front of me and ran his tongue over my firm milk-engorged boob. My nipple grew harder and longer before my eyes.
He tongued it drawing the tiny milk seepage into his mouth. It tasted sweet and made him want more. He began sucking and worked his tongue around my nipple at the same time. A stream of creamy milk spurted into his mouth and I sighed deep in my throat feeling the decrease of pressure in that boob.
“Ohhhhhh, Komol….. yessss…. Sona….. continue your sucking…. it feels soooooo…. niceeeeee…..!” I moaned and continued purring in increasing excitement.
He unbuttoned the remaining hooks of my Maxi freeing the boobs more as he traced the line of my brownish areola and kept suckling. He put his small boyish hands on my firm boobs….. gently massaging it to milk me. The rich flow into his mouth naturally increased and I kept sighing…. caressing the heads of my son and Komol both. He suckled and started kneading both boobs till I felt the flow begin to slacken as he sat back on his haunches.
All that made us both horny as hell. At one point, he asked me to take off my Maxi completely. I didn’t hesitate for a moment and quickly pulled down my half-open Maxi to tease the boy more, until I was completely naked.
Bapi, I loved putting on this sick little show for the kid and it made my cunt drool. I couldn’t help myself….. I wanted to fuck his boyish Adibasi cock so bad… I wanted to pretend he was my son while I was his real mother.
I wanted to ride Komol’s boyish black prick as it would pound my slutty cunt but … but… his damn mother Kamini suddenly came out from her cottage and noticing that he ran back in fear!”
Soma’s voice grew in confidence as her father pushed away the ‘Anchal’ of her Saree from her chest and opened the knot of her bra-like small blouse, letting her upper portion completely open to him. The big boobs were pouty and erect….. and oh so swollen, and leaking milk as she spoke. He licked his dry lips in excitement…. he wanted something from her.
“What do you want Bapi?” She asked teasingly, carried away in the heat of what was taking place.
Her hand fell on his surprisingly hard cock as he grabbed her full boobs. Sitting on the big leather couch still, neither of them removed their hand from others. In fact he began to tighten his grip pulling her against his body as her boobs started leaking more milk. He felt the wetness of her leaking milk drenching his hairy chest.
He then backed away slightly and squeezed her erect nipple between his thumb and index finger. Instantly the milk was squirting at least in five thin streams as they started hitting his face…. drenching his face and throat totally. Not to waste the precious milk, he quickly clamped his lips around one of the nipples as he started drinking the sweet tasting thin milk of his daughter.
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