“I’m sure you have! Can we see?” “Sorry?” Wondered Amna. What was her aunt’s friend suggesting? “Fatima’s just wondering if we could s...ee how much your breasts have grown,” Aunt Salim elucidated. “Come on, Amna, you can’t be too shy about showing her. After all you show your body to strange people every day.” “It’s not the same thing!” Amna replied, but nevertheless she opened her kimono so that her breasts were revealed to Fatima. They were certainly getting larger, but Amna was beginning to. I slowly brought my hands forward and held her boob and Prema ma’am got a little tense and told her that its it was normal and not to worry, don’t you see babies holding and kneading the boobs while they drink the milk, it’s the same way, and that was my next step I started kneading her breasts. My sucking made her tits sore. Half hour past and her right breast were kind of relieved. She immediately changed position, and gave me her left boob. Now I had a new stock of fresh milk. The night was. It was intense, one of the most intense I had ever had, a mouth being much better than my own hand, and they both kept sucking and fucking, it felt like it would never stop.Sadly it did though, both areas becoming hyper-sensitive, and I had to reach back with shaking hands to stop them. We fell apart, my arse left wide by the dildo, my dick wet with saliva, Ai Ling flushed with effort, her nipples stiff and her husband sitting up to wipe the last few drops of semen from his mouth, having. On first glance I suppose she looks adequate, but whenshe moves it like watching a bloody docker and she has about as muchfeminine grace as a sack of potatoes."Mistress Kate looked at me and clicked her fingers pointing to in frontof her desk, telling me to wait there."Oh yes, well I can definitely do something with her looks and if she isnot completely stupid make some improvements in her deportment duringthe few days I have her."Heather was obviously speaking because Mistress Kate went quiet.