She looked at me, we had spent some time over the last few days looking into each others eyes, well I looked into her left eye, her right was usually ...hidden in shadow from her hair.I could see a tear forming in her eye, and couldn't understand, then I realized what she was thinking. Stupid me."Julie, I'm not trying to date your scar, I'm trying to take you to dinner, including if you don't mind me saying, your particularly attractive behind." I said."My behind, you mean my butt?" she said. I dropped my suitcase and hugged her. I was trembling noticing her breasts filled with milk and I was impatient to empty them. I kissed her mouth, sucked her tongue for about a minute and released her. I asked her to show me her baby. She pointed her breasts and said: “First see your Amma’s breasts which are leaking for you.” My hugging involuntarily released milk from her breasts and stained her nightie. She led me into the bedroom and pointed a small cradle next to a large bed. Meghana was. He made Ana get on her knees and grabbed her head. He quickly fed his huge cock into her sweet delicate mouth. Ana opened her red lips the most she could; but yet there was no way he could go deeper into her throat. She gagged and cried in tears as lucky Peter insisted pushing forward…After a while trying to please him without gagging herself; Ana stood up and turned again her back to Peter, bending at her waist and putting her little hands onto my knees. She offered her tiny rosebud to this. She was praising my look, personality and presence. I did the same. Next day was Party at the bridegroom’s place so I asked her to come to that event for dance and fun cause she was now pretty close with my hometown girls too.Next day she was there at the party in her beautiful pair of shorts. I was looking at her with my mouth open. She said greetings and I came to the senses. I replied and was usual ‘how are you? Very well. Thank you,’ type of conversation. I was busy with helping for the.