Special thanks to Sujan, who provided me with the background for this story. His email address is Don’t forget to thank him for his role in this st...ory.I’ve decided to narrate this story in the 3rd person POV so that both my male and female readers can enjoy it. Hope you’ll enjoy too.Now, let’s get to the story. ~Story StartsNazima was a conservative woman who lost her husband to a heart attack just one year after her marriage. It was near impossible in her community to marry again after she. .?" I told her my wife was used that I was working late and it should not be a problem. A few moments later we started chatting. Suddenly she said, "My husband and I did not have sex now for weeks, I don't know what's wrong... This is not normal, is it?" I answered her that if I was her husband I could have sex with her multiple times a day..." Anny laughed out loud.. "Ohw my... You think you can keep that up..? You would be exhausted.." I replied I could fuck her all they long. "Mmmm... I like. "If the guys can't keep it down, we'll never get this done." Well, we've got to figure something out," the manager said. "Its been twelve takes so far. How long do you think I'll allow this to continue." I know. You got any ideas?" The director asked him.Thinking it over for a few minutes, a grin finally crept across his lips. He talked to the director in private for a minute and convinced him to let him have a private conversations with the group of male extras. He gathered the group in the. Each gush of warm, sweet milk washed away a bit more ofthe fog, gently easing the feelings of tightness along her belly andtail. She could feel her sister Ann's tail brush against her own asthey both fed from Rose. Then she felt something that surprised her.She felt desire begin to rise from her womb, twitching its way up herbelly, and filling her own breasts with milk. She moved from merelysuckling Rose's breast to licking, caressing, and kissing her beautiful,life-saving breast. [Someone.