08-11-2025, 03:22 AM
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Auntie's Touch
Scene 38
I didn't knew what she meant I just said "Okay".
Moments later. I was focusing on the two sensations: the sweet, heavy warmth of the milk in my mouth and the firm, demanding pressure of her hand on my body. The contrast was immediate and intense.
The Milk was so warm and the nipples felt so amazing to suck on. I didn't want to stop. Milk was coming in bulk and I was taking it in my stomach in big gulps.
At the same time my penis was getting pulled, the first time I felt such a twin sensation.
Mansi Aunty smiled, her eyes closing as she felt my surrender.
Mansi: "Good boy. Now, tell Auntie. Which feeling is stronger? The soft comfort of the milk, or the hard pull of the hand?"
I continued to suckle, letting the intense, dual sensations build. The physical demand from her hand was immense, pulling the pleasure taut, but the profound maternal feeling from the milk was the true anchor.
Sunny: "The hand is stronger, Aunty,"
I confessed honestly, the rising pleasure forcing the truth out.
Jayashree Aunty leaned closer, watching.
Jayashree: "Sunny. You must learn to carry both."
She gently placed her hand on Mansi Aunty's back, giving her silent support.
Mansi Aunty let out a deep, satisfied groan. She began to increase the speed of her stroke, the pressure instantly escalating.
Mansi: "You are right. The hand will win today. Now, feel Auntie Mansi's full strength! Take all my energy, Sunny! Take the reward for being a good boy!"
Mansi Aunty commanded, her voice thick with passion. The immense, sustained pleasure was pushing me toward the absolute limit of my control.
Scene 38
I didn't knew what she meant I just said "Okay".
Moments later. I was focusing on the two sensations: the sweet, heavy warmth of the milk in my mouth and the firm, demanding pressure of her hand on my body. The contrast was immediate and intense.
The Milk was so warm and the nipples felt so amazing to suck on. I didn't want to stop. Milk was coming in bulk and I was taking it in my stomach in big gulps.
At the same time my penis was getting pulled, the first time I felt such a twin sensation.
Mansi Aunty smiled, her eyes closing as she felt my surrender.
Mansi: "Good boy. Now, tell Auntie. Which feeling is stronger? The soft comfort of the milk, or the hard pull of the hand?"
I continued to suckle, letting the intense, dual sensations build. The physical demand from her hand was immense, pulling the pleasure taut, but the profound maternal feeling from the milk was the true anchor.
Sunny: "The hand is stronger, Aunty,"
I confessed honestly, the rising pleasure forcing the truth out.
Jayashree Aunty leaned closer, watching.
Jayashree: "Sunny. You must learn to carry both."
She gently placed her hand on Mansi Aunty's back, giving her silent support.
Mansi Aunty let out a deep, satisfied groan. She began to increase the speed of her stroke, the pressure instantly escalating.
Mansi: "You are right. The hand will win today. Now, feel Auntie Mansi's full strength! Take all my energy, Sunny! Take the reward for being a good boy!"
Mansi Aunty commanded, her voice thick with passion. The immense, sustained pleasure was pushing me toward the absolute limit of my control.
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