14-01-2025, 05:35 PM
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[i]The husband discreetly enters his house, enters his wife's room, it is already evening. He quietly opens the door and in the semi-darkness sees his wife lying naked in bed, her big heavy pants hanging down, each in the hands of old men. Their mouths cover her nipples and they suck her milk. Drops of milk run down the corners of their mouths, and he sees their throats working as he swallows them. Your wife's eyes are closed, she supports her heavy breasts with her hands, directing them into the mouths of these old men. She moans softly as these old men suck the milk out of her. Why do you think this happened? Who are these old people? How old are they?
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It's been 2 years since her baby died in childbirth. The grief of loss did not leave her. My husband threw himself into work and stopped paying attention to her. Soma was left alone with herself. Trying to be needed by someone, she was looking for an opportunity to be useful. Since her breasts did not stop producing milk, the woman began to express it and donate it to shelters for newborns. One day, walking down the street, she saw two beggars. When she walked over to them to toss a coin, she realized that they were two old beggars. They sat in their rags and were dirty. Her heart sank from what she saw, and she decided to help them, and the woman invited the old people to come with her so that she could give them more of this coin. "Maybe they wanted to eat and wash," Soma thought
When these two poor old men entered the house, she immediately noticed their terrible condition. They were very thin and weak. Both old men had almost no teeth. She put on a robe and set the table to feed the guests.
The woman told them to wash their faces before treating them to food. But due to their abilities, they did it very slowly and clumsily. When they sat down at the table, she asked what their names were. Ramesh and Salim, they said. Beggars drank only tea and ate a piece of cheese. They began to study their savior. The woman's name was Soma, she was 28 years old. She had a good figure, a big ass and 40 DD breasts. Her beautiful face and long black hair seemed to them something incredible and charming.
Soma saw in these old people the weakness and helplessness of their whole lives. After treating them to tea, she felt their tiredness and offered to rest on her large white bed. When the old people fell asleep, Soma sat down next to the bed and watched how the faces of these old people were distorted by old age and eternal trials. One had an almost bald head and a small gray beard. The other had gray hair on his head and gray stubble that had not been shaved for a long time. They had only one thing in common - they were short and very thin. Their sunken cheeks due to the lack of teeth made the picture even sadder.
At that moment, Soma felt a slight tingling sensation in her breasts and nipples, which indicated that she was filled to the brim with milk.
She wrapped her arms around her large breasts, feeling how big and heavy they had become.
Soma went to the kitchen sink to drain the excess milk. She tugged at the edge of her robe and pulled her heavy breasts out from under it on the right side, and then leaned forward. With one hand, she grabbed her breasts from below and directed them towards the sink. With her other hand, she began to massage her breasts towards the nipple. As she tugged on the nipple, she heard the first powerful stream of milk burst out and hit the bottom of the sink. Closing her eyes with pleasure and relief, she sank into a state of serenity. During this process, she was not aware of anything around her. But after a while, she felt that she was not alone in this place.
Opening her eyes, she turned her head towards the door and, a little frightened, almost screamed. One of the old men was standing at the door, who did not immediately understand what was happening. He didn't want to scare Soma and wanted to apologize for it. But after a while, he suddenly realized the essence of what was happening, because the woman, being in a stupor, did not have time to hide everything that was happening. I just wanted water. Soma quickly straightened her robe and took the cup. She poured water and gave it to the old man with a shaking hand. She had not yet fully recovered from her fright. "You are a wonderful woman," the old man told her. If there's anything we can do to help you, just let us know. The old man gave her a cup, turned around and went back.
The next day, in the morning, Soma prepared breakfast, everyone sat down at the table. The old man she had met during the night did not take his eyes off her. He paid special attention to her breasts. That day, Soma put on her old nursing bra. He was soft and held her breasts well. She was tired of her breasts and nipples, constantly hanging under the weight of milk and rubbing against the fabric of her clothes. Several times during the day, she went to the bathroom to drain excess milk from her breasts. Soma did not like to express milk with her hands and always suffered from this process, at some point she caught herself thinking about this old beggar who was so greedily looking at her breasts. After all, he also does not have the same teeth as a child. She imagined how this old man could help her with her problem, how his toothless mouth would greedily drink her milk. Leaving the bathroom, she went to the room where her guests were. The old people were lying on the bed and it seemed that they were asleep. Approaching the old man, who had been paying attention to her all day, she sat down on the edge of the bed. It was already evening and there was little light in the room. Soma looked at him and stroked his head and face. The old man opened his eyes and asked the hostess what had happened. The woman smiled and said. Do you remember when my grandfather promised to help me? Yes, madam, I remember. What do you want? I've seen the way you look at me, especially my big breasts. I know you saw me in the kitchen that night and realized what happened there. I have a problem and I want you to help me solve it. Come with me to the other room. The old man stood up and followed the woman. The other room also had a large bed. Soma closed the door and approached the poor old man. Your name is Ramesh, and your friend's name is Salim. That's right, the old man said.
The woman walked up to him and stroked his cheek, "I need your help, Ramesh." I know that you look at my breasts with the greed of a hungry child!
The old man felt the tenderness of her hand and the warmth in her words. Madam, I saw your breasts full of milk and you are trying to get rid of it. I have heard that breast milk is very useful, it strengthens the health of children and satisfies their hunger. I haven't eaten solid food for a long time because I don't have teeth. If you let me drink your milk directly from your breast, then we will solve several problems at once. You'll pour it down the sink anyway. Don't let the old beggar die of hunger. She was shocked by such directness. "Okay," Soma said, "I really need someone's help. But how do we do that, Ramesh? The old man looked at the bed. The woman kissed the old man on the forehead and said. Tonight you will be my child, and I will feed you as much as you want. Soma took off her dressing gown and walked over to the bed, she sat at the head of the bed, surrounded by pillows. "Put your head on my lap, Ramesh," she pointed softly with her hand. The old man lay down with his head on his knees. In front of his eyes were two large, swollen breasts, partially hidden by her nursing bra. The air was filled with the aroma of her light perfume and milk. Soma stroked his head and cheeks, waiting for an exciting moment. She felt like her chest was about to burst. She unfastened the flap of her bra on the right side and her massive breasts fell out, landing on the old man's shoulder. Her big pink areola and nipple were facing slightly downwards. With one hand, she lifted the chest from below, and with the other hand, she moved the old man's head closer to the nipple. Stroking his head, she gently told him to open his mouth. With a precise movement, she pushed her nipple into the old man's mouth. Suck your mommy, eat your milk. Take the nipple deeper. The old man greedily grabbed the areola and the nipple entered his mouth without any problems. The milk hasn't come out yet. Then Soma said, "Ramesh, please try to suck harder." The old man wanted to take her large breasts in his hands to squeeze out more milk. But Soma did not allow him to do so. She removed his hands and continued to support her breasts with her hand, squeezing and guiding them into his mouth. The old man began to work harder with his mouth and suddenly felt a warm portion of milk hit his throat. He almost choked and swallowed it with the greed of a hungry child. Soma felt her large breasts begin to empty. She looked at the old man and watched his throat work, swallowing another portion of fresh milk. Stroking his head, the woman looked at the old beggar, at his wrinkles and sunken toothless mouth. Gray stubble rubbed against her areola and the delicate skin of her massive breasts. The old man really liked the taste of her milk, it was creamy and sweet. He could feel his stomach filling with this nectar. With one hand, Soma continued to hold her large breasts, and with the other hand, she adjusted her nipple from time to time so that the massive part of her chest did not cover the nose area, allowing her to breathe. She threw back her head and closed her eyes, enjoying the relief and pleasant sensations similar to those of her mother. There was silence in the room, and only the sucking sounds of the old man could be heard in the air. After a while, she felt that the old man's grip had loosened. What happened to Ramesh? she asked. Madam, I am happy in heaven, but I am so tired. Then the woman said that this was not all. Since the other breast is still full of milk, and in the one that the old man sucked, there is still milk left. Soma changed her position and took out her other breast. Ramesh, try a little more, please.
Drink as much as you can, give me relief. The old man looked at her big breasts and said. Madam, I'll do my best, but you have so much milk that I can't handle it alone. Let me take your breasts with my hands, it will be more comfortable for me. He lay down on her lap and wrapped his arms around her full breasts. Gently massaging, the old man began to suck the milk out of her. Soma smiled and thought: how greedy and hungry this big child is. His wrinkled hands and slender fingers sank into the softness of her large breasts. This time, she felt that the milk came out better when the old man massaged them with his hands. When she realized that the old man's strength was exhausted, she turned his head away and said. Ramesh, you helped me a lot, but that's enough for today. The old man stepped aside and looked at the woman. Madam, you are the kindest and most gentle woman, I am very grateful to you for everything you do for me. I haven't felt so full for so long. Your milk is my life from now on. The woman looked at the old man and said, "I will need your help many more times, and I also enjoyed it very much." I feel important as a mother, if I can do something useful for someone, then so be it. The woman got out of bed, her large breasts swaying, and drops of milk glistening on her nipples. She lifted them, feeling their heaviness and fullness. It is a pity, Ramesh, that you still left quite a lot of milk in them, but you tried to ease my suffering. I have nothing to worry about until morning. Go to your room and sleep. I also need rest. When Ramesh entered the room, Salim was awake. Where have you been? he asked. Ramesh lay down on the bed without saying anything. All night long he thought about Soma and how delicious her milk was. The next day, Soma went to Ramesh and asked if he wanted to help her again. The old man's eyes sparkled, and he replied approvingly. At that moment, Salim was standing nearby. He heard this conversation between them. Why does a woman ask you to help and not me? Salim asked. Ramesh, you are my brother, please explain to me. I'll tell you everything later, today. In the afternoon, they went to bed again, Ramesh pretended to be asleep. Salim fell asleep. Ramesh quietly got up and left the room. Soma was in the other room, waiting for Ramesh. She took off her robe and bra. When Ramesh entered her room, he saw her sitting on the bed, her large teardrop-shaped breasts hanging over her belly. Ramesh saw how full and large they were. How her big nipples stuck out, on which white drops of milk hung. He felt very hungry. Licking his lips, he approached the lady. Soma saw the expression on his face and smiled. I never thought that I would breastfeed such an old beggar. The woman said, caressing her large breasts. Madam, you give me the opportunity to be full and improve my health. Your milk is wonderful and delicious. Ramesh walked over to her and sat down on the floor. His head was near the nipple. Soma took her breasts from below and lifted them up. The old man came over and took the nipple in his mouth. He greedily began to suck her breast, trying to capture almost the entire halo. Soma liked the new feeding position. She saw her breasts hanging down and her nipples sticking out in different directions. Ramesh knelt down and continued to suck her milk greedily. She got tired of holding her massive breasts and let the old man do it. Ramesh began to gently knead Madame's breasts, he took her nipple very deeply. Soma closed her eyes with pleasure. She stroked his head with her hands and pressed him to her chest. At this moment, she felt a strong mateinstinct. She liked the feeling of bliss when she fed this old man. She gently began to say kind words to him. Suck my milk, my big breasts are full of milk. Mom will give you care and satisfaction. My hungry old man must be strong and healthy. Soma felt his mouth touch her nipple. The old man's toothless mouth was like a child's, only bigger. After 10 minutes, Soma told Ramesh to switch to the other breast, as it was also full. You won't be able to empty them all anyway, at least give relief to both of my breasts.
[i]When the old man finished sucking her milk, he kissed both of her breasts and said thank you, madam. "You can be a good mother to your children," Soma cried at this moment. The beggar did not know about the tragedy of this sweet woman. And he began to comfort her. Madam, I can't drink all your milk. How do you cope? The woman told him about how she handed over her milk to a shelter for newborns. The old man was surprised at the kindness of this woman. Soma told Ramesh that after feeding him, she should always express excess milk and pour it into the sink. She regrets that Ramesh can't suck it all out. Then the old man told her that he was old and weak, but with Madame's milk he could improve his health. My brother Salim is also not feeling well and he also needs help. Soma looked at Ramesh and said. Do you want me to let him suck my milk? I wanted to keep it a secret. This is only our secret![/i]
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It's been 2 years since her baby died in childbirth. The grief of loss did not leave her. My husband threw himself into work and stopped paying attention to her. Soma was left alone with herself. Trying to be needed by someone, she was looking for an opportunity to be useful. Since her breasts did not stop producing milk, the woman began to express it and donate it to shelters for newborns. One day, walking down the street, she saw two beggars. When she walked over to them to toss a coin, she realized that they were two old beggars. They sat in their rags and were dirty. Her heart sank from what she saw, and she decided to help them, and the woman invited the old people to come with her so that she could give them more of this coin. "Maybe they wanted to eat and wash," Soma thought
When these two poor old men entered the house, she immediately noticed their terrible condition. They were very thin and weak. Both old men had almost no teeth. She put on a robe and set the table to feed the guests.
The woman told them to wash their faces before treating them to food. But due to their abilities, they did it very slowly and clumsily. When they sat down at the table, she asked what their names were. Ramesh and Salim, they said. Beggars drank only tea and ate a piece of cheese. They began to study their savior. The woman's name was Soma, she was 28 years old. She had a good figure, a big ass and 40 DD breasts. Her beautiful face and long black hair seemed to them something incredible and charming.
Soma saw in these old people the weakness and helplessness of their whole lives. After treating them to tea, she felt their tiredness and offered to rest on her large white bed. When the old people fell asleep, Soma sat down next to the bed and watched how the faces of these old people were distorted by old age and eternal trials. One had an almost bald head and a small gray beard. The other had gray hair on his head and gray stubble that had not been shaved for a long time. They had only one thing in common - they were short and very thin. Their sunken cheeks due to the lack of teeth made the picture even sadder.
At that moment, Soma felt a slight tingling sensation in her breasts and nipples, which indicated that she was filled to the brim with milk.
She wrapped her arms around her large breasts, feeling how big and heavy they had become.
Soma went to the kitchen sink to drain the excess milk. She tugged at the edge of her robe and pulled her heavy breasts out from under it on the right side, and then leaned forward. With one hand, she grabbed her breasts from below and directed them towards the sink. With her other hand, she began to massage her breasts towards the nipple. As she tugged on the nipple, she heard the first powerful stream of milk burst out and hit the bottom of the sink. Closing her eyes with pleasure and relief, she sank into a state of serenity. During this process, she was not aware of anything around her. But after a while, she felt that she was not alone in this place.
Opening her eyes, she turned her head towards the door and, a little frightened, almost screamed. One of the old men was standing at the door, who did not immediately understand what was happening. He didn't want to scare Soma and wanted to apologize for it. But after a while, he suddenly realized the essence of what was happening, because the woman, being in a stupor, did not have time to hide everything that was happening. I just wanted water. Soma quickly straightened her robe and took the cup. She poured water and gave it to the old man with a shaking hand. She had not yet fully recovered from her fright. "You are a wonderful woman," the old man told her. If there's anything we can do to help you, just let us know. The old man gave her a cup, turned around and went back.
The next day, in the morning, Soma prepared breakfast, everyone sat down at the table. The old man she had met during the night did not take his eyes off her. He paid special attention to her breasts. That day, Soma put on her old nursing bra. He was soft and held her breasts well. She was tired of her breasts and nipples, constantly hanging under the weight of milk and rubbing against the fabric of her clothes. Several times during the day, she went to the bathroom to drain excess milk from her breasts. Soma did not like to express milk with her hands and always suffered from this process, at some point she caught herself thinking about this old beggar who was so greedily looking at her breasts. After all, he also does not have the same teeth as a child. She imagined how this old man could help her with her problem, how his toothless mouth would greedily drink her milk. Leaving the bathroom, she went to the room where her guests were. The old people were lying on the bed and it seemed that they were asleep. Approaching the old man, who had been paying attention to her all day, she sat down on the edge of the bed. It was already evening and there was little light in the room. Soma looked at him and stroked his head and face. The old man opened his eyes and asked the hostess what had happened. The woman smiled and said. Do you remember when my grandfather promised to help me? Yes, madam, I remember. What do you want? I've seen the way you look at me, especially my big breasts. I know you saw me in the kitchen that night and realized what happened there. I have a problem and I want you to help me solve it. Come with me to the other room. The old man stood up and followed the woman. The other room also had a large bed. Soma closed the door and approached the poor old man. Your name is Ramesh, and your friend's name is Salim. That's right, the old man said.
The woman walked up to him and stroked his cheek, "I need your help, Ramesh." I know that you look at my breasts with the greed of a hungry child!
The old man felt the tenderness of her hand and the warmth in her words. Madam, I saw your breasts full of milk and you are trying to get rid of it. I have heard that breast milk is very useful, it strengthens the health of children and satisfies their hunger. I haven't eaten solid food for a long time because I don't have teeth. If you let me drink your milk directly from your breast, then we will solve several problems at once. You'll pour it down the sink anyway. Don't let the old beggar die of hunger. She was shocked by such directness. "Okay," Soma said, "I really need someone's help. But how do we do that, Ramesh? The old man looked at the bed. The woman kissed the old man on the forehead and said. Tonight you will be my child, and I will feed you as much as you want. Soma took off her dressing gown and walked over to the bed, she sat at the head of the bed, surrounded by pillows. "Put your head on my lap, Ramesh," she pointed softly with her hand. The old man lay down with his head on his knees. In front of his eyes were two large, swollen breasts, partially hidden by her nursing bra. The air was filled with the aroma of her light perfume and milk. Soma stroked his head and cheeks, waiting for an exciting moment. She felt like her chest was about to burst. She unfastened the flap of her bra on the right side and her massive breasts fell out, landing on the old man's shoulder. Her big pink areola and nipple were facing slightly downwards. With one hand, she lifted the chest from below, and with the other hand, she moved the old man's head closer to the nipple. Stroking his head, she gently told him to open his mouth. With a precise movement, she pushed her nipple into the old man's mouth. Suck your mommy, eat your milk. Take the nipple deeper. The old man greedily grabbed the areola and the nipple entered his mouth without any problems. The milk hasn't come out yet. Then Soma said, "Ramesh, please try to suck harder." The old man wanted to take her large breasts in his hands to squeeze out more milk. But Soma did not allow him to do so. She removed his hands and continued to support her breasts with her hand, squeezing and guiding them into his mouth. The old man began to work harder with his mouth and suddenly felt a warm portion of milk hit his throat. He almost choked and swallowed it with the greed of a hungry child. Soma felt her large breasts begin to empty. She looked at the old man and watched his throat work, swallowing another portion of fresh milk. Stroking his head, the woman looked at the old beggar, at his wrinkles and sunken toothless mouth. Gray stubble rubbed against her areola and the delicate skin of her massive breasts. The old man really liked the taste of her milk, it was creamy and sweet. He could feel his stomach filling with this nectar. With one hand, Soma continued to hold her large breasts, and with the other hand, she adjusted her nipple from time to time so that the massive part of her chest did not cover the nose area, allowing her to breathe. She threw back her head and closed her eyes, enjoying the relief and pleasant sensations similar to those of her mother. There was silence in the room, and only the sucking sounds of the old man could be heard in the air. After a while, she felt that the old man's grip had loosened. What happened to Ramesh? she asked. Madam, I am happy in heaven, but I am so tired. Then the woman said that this was not all. Since the other breast is still full of milk, and in the one that the old man sucked, there is still milk left. Soma changed her position and took out her other breast. Ramesh, try a little more, please.
Drink as much as you can, give me relief. The old man looked at her big breasts and said. Madam, I'll do my best, but you have so much milk that I can't handle it alone. Let me take your breasts with my hands, it will be more comfortable for me. He lay down on her lap and wrapped his arms around her full breasts. Gently massaging, the old man began to suck the milk out of her. Soma smiled and thought: how greedy and hungry this big child is. His wrinkled hands and slender fingers sank into the softness of her large breasts. This time, she felt that the milk came out better when the old man massaged them with his hands. When she realized that the old man's strength was exhausted, she turned his head away and said. Ramesh, you helped me a lot, but that's enough for today. The old man stepped aside and looked at the woman. Madam, you are the kindest and most gentle woman, I am very grateful to you for everything you do for me. I haven't felt so full for so long. Your milk is my life from now on. The woman looked at the old man and said, "I will need your help many more times, and I also enjoyed it very much." I feel important as a mother, if I can do something useful for someone, then so be it. The woman got out of bed, her large breasts swaying, and drops of milk glistening on her nipples. She lifted them, feeling their heaviness and fullness. It is a pity, Ramesh, that you still left quite a lot of milk in them, but you tried to ease my suffering. I have nothing to worry about until morning. Go to your room and sleep. I also need rest. When Ramesh entered the room, Salim was awake. Where have you been? he asked. Ramesh lay down on the bed without saying anything. All night long he thought about Soma and how delicious her milk was. The next day, Soma went to Ramesh and asked if he wanted to help her again. The old man's eyes sparkled, and he replied approvingly. At that moment, Salim was standing nearby. He heard this conversation between them. Why does a woman ask you to help and not me? Salim asked. Ramesh, you are my brother, please explain to me. I'll tell you everything later, today. In the afternoon, they went to bed again, Ramesh pretended to be asleep. Salim fell asleep. Ramesh quietly got up and left the room. Soma was in the other room, waiting for Ramesh. She took off her robe and bra. When Ramesh entered her room, he saw her sitting on the bed, her large teardrop-shaped breasts hanging over her belly. Ramesh saw how full and large they were. How her big nipples stuck out, on which white drops of milk hung. He felt very hungry. Licking his lips, he approached the lady. Soma saw the expression on his face and smiled. I never thought that I would breastfeed such an old beggar. The woman said, caressing her large breasts. Madam, you give me the opportunity to be full and improve my health. Your milk is wonderful and delicious. Ramesh walked over to her and sat down on the floor. His head was near the nipple. Soma took her breasts from below and lifted them up. The old man came over and took the nipple in his mouth. He greedily began to suck her breast, trying to capture almost the entire halo. Soma liked the new feeding position. She saw her breasts hanging down and her nipples sticking out in different directions. Ramesh knelt down and continued to suck her milk greedily. She got tired of holding her massive breasts and let the old man do it. Ramesh began to gently knead Madame's breasts, he took her nipple very deeply. Soma closed her eyes with pleasure. She stroked his head with her hands and pressed him to her chest. At this moment, she felt a strong mateinstinct. She liked the feeling of bliss when she fed this old man. She gently began to say kind words to him. Suck my milk, my big breasts are full of milk. Mom will give you care and satisfaction. My hungry old man must be strong and healthy. Soma felt his mouth touch her nipple. The old man's toothless mouth was like a child's, only bigger. After 10 minutes, Soma told Ramesh to switch to the other breast, as it was also full. You won't be able to empty them all anyway, at least give relief to both of my breasts.
[i]When the old man finished sucking her milk, he kissed both of her breasts and said thank you, madam. "You can be a good mother to your children," Soma cried at this moment. The beggar did not know about the tragedy of this sweet woman. And he began to comfort her. Madam, I can't drink all your milk. How do you cope? The woman told him about how she handed over her milk to a shelter for newborns. The old man was surprised at the kindness of this woman. Soma told Ramesh that after feeding him, she should always express excess milk and pour it into the sink. She regrets that Ramesh can't suck it all out. Then the old man told her that he was old and weak, but with Madame's milk he could improve his health. My brother Salim is also not feeling well and he also needs help. Soma looked at Ramesh and said. Do you want me to let him suck my milk? I wanted to keep it a secret. This is only our secret![/i]
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