Me - Sunny, My Lactating Aunt and My Bisexual Mother - Read at your own Risk !

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Scene 57

I was resting on the sofa in the living room, clean and satisfied after the intense, devoted care from Jayashree Aunty in the bathroom. But now it was time to reflect on the next layer of the secret, the bond between My Mom and Mansi.

So when Mansi took my mother's hand and went inside with her in the bedroom, and I could hear the muffled sounds of their intimacy through the walls.

Mansi Aunty closed the door behind me and immediately pulled my mother into a deep, consuming kiss, affirming the passion they had shared on the hillside path.

"Rina, I told you I wouldn't hide anymore. This is the truth of my loneliness and my need for you," Mansi Aunty confessed, her voice low and husky, her arms wrapping fiercely around my mother.

"I believe you, Mansi. I want it. Show me," my mother replied, her voice shaky but determined, completely surrendering her reserve.

Mansi Aunty quickly moved to undress my mother, shedding the outer layers of her saree and blouse. My Mom stood completely exposed, her body vulnerable but ready.

"You are so beautiful, Rina. You deserve to be completely seen," Mansi Aunty whispered, before guiding my mother to the bed. Mansi Aunty then presented her big breast with erect dark nipples to my mother.

"You take the comfort you denied yourself for years, Rina. You take the abundance that heals the empty space," Mansi Aunty said.

My mother latched on eagerly, the sound of her deep suckling filled the room, profound necessity of the intimate act.

Mansi Aunty then guided my mother's hand to her own body.

"And now, Rina, you show me the passion you carry. You show me the desire that I saw in your eyes on the hill," Mansi Aunty commanded, demanding reciprocal passion. My mother, fuelled by the intense comfort and the liberation from shame, immediately accepted the role, and the room filled with the sounds of their shared, unreserved passion.