I was crying more nowbecause of the intense humiliation. Aunt then got her phone from her roomand clicked a few pictures. Mother pronounced that from ...now every day Icome home, I will be wearing bangles at home and if I break those, I willbe punished severely with spankings.This went on for about a week, it became a daily affair for me to comehome, walk into my mother's or my sister's room and put on the bangles bymyself.We had a maid for sweeping and mopping the floor, washing utensils. The top of her baby-doll was soaking wet and I knew it was her excess milk."Time to do you nightly duty," she cooed, her voice sounding sexier than I'd ever heard before. "My breasts still have too much milk."She lifted her top, flung it down and stood proudly as she exposed her large milk filled breasts. Drops of milk oozed from her thick swollen nipples. In all the months I had nursed and suckled from her breasts this was the first time she'd exposed them so blatantly. My eyes momentarily. Certainly, there were the occasional events that added excitement to this otherwise drab life he led. But the joy of finger banging the random bridesmaid at one of his friend’s weddings was quickly obscured by the ceaseless paperwork and dull fluorescent glow of his nine to five existence. There was nothing about this Tuesday morning that seemed remotely special to Darren. As he fought his way through morning traffic he was convinced even the radio DJ’s were repeating a show from last week.. Wet with slobber. Mr. Brayfield eased his cock from my mouth. He went to the foot of the bed, dragged me downa bit and yanked my under briefs off. My cock was a dwarf compared to his but he was soon thickening it up by taking the whole thing into his mouth. I could feel it growing inside his hot mouth and once fully erect Mr.Brayfield took it right down his throat and shook his head to make sure he had it all.I was moaning softly as he deep throated my dick again and again. He pulled on my.