After we finished breakfast, Julie stood up and got dressed in the sa outfit she had worn when she arrived.
She adjusted her top, lifting and settling her enormous, still slightly heavy breasts inside it. Even after I had drained a good amount of her milk, they still looked full and tempting.
"Okay, Alex... it’s our ti to go now," Julie said with a soft smile, though there was a hint of reluctance in her voice.
She stepped forward and pulled into a tight hug. She pressed my face firmly between her enormous, soft breasts, burying in their warm, pillowy cleavage. The sa breasts I had just sucked milk from only minutes ago. Her scent, a mix of her skin, faint milk, and perfu, filled my senses.
"Do you really have to go, sis?" I asked, my voice slightly muffled against her chest. My hands slid down her back and boldly cupped her round ass cheeks over her dress, squeezing and playing with the soft, heavy flesh.
Julie let out a quiet sigh, holding close for a few seconds longer before pulling back just enough to look at .
"Yes, Alex," she said gently. "Don’t worry... we know where you live now. So don’t be surprised if we show up unannounced soday."
She leaned in and gave a tender kiss on the cheek, her soft lips lingering for a mont. Then she stepped back, giving one last affectionate look before turning toward the door.
Lucy stood up as well, giving a quick hug and a kiss on the other cheek.
"Take care, Alex," she said softly.
Both of them gathered their things and headed for the door, leaving alone in the apartnt with Nadia.
Now I was completely alone with my personal slutty maid, Nadia. She stood in the middle of the room wearing nothing but one of my oversized black shirts.
The fabric clung tightly to her mature, voluptuous body, the hem barely reaching the top of her thick, juicy thighs. Her massive breasts stretched the front of the shirt obscenely, her hard nipples poking prominently through the thin material, begging for attention.
"Nadia, I have to go to college," I said, glancing at the ti on my phone. It was already 11 AM. "Please stay here and wait for ."
Nadia’s expression imdiately changed. She looked visibly disappointed, almost pouty. After everything we had done in the bathroom, her mature, fertile body was still burning with need.
She clearly wasn’t satisfied yet. Her thick thighs pressed together subtly as she shifted her weight, her wide hips and soft belly making her look incredibly tempting.
"Sir... do you really have to go this early?" she asked softly, her voice laced with longing and seduction. She took a slow step closer, her heavy breasts jiggling slightly under the shirt.
Without any sha, she reached up and unbuttoned the top few buttons, letting the shirt fall open wider. This revealed a deep, inviting cleavage and the inner curves of her massive, soft tits.
She placed her warm hand on my chest, slowly sliding it downward as she looked up at with needy, submissive eyes.
"You’re going to make late, Nadia," I said, though my voice lacked conviction. Her body was a masterpiece, thick and juicy in all the right places, soft where it should be, with wide breeding hips and heavy breasts that scread fertility.
And the fact that I had stolen this devoted wife and mother from her husband only made her more irresistible.
I could only imagine what Saleem was doing right now, sitting alone, broken, wondering how I was using his wife, how I was making her moan like a whore, stretching her holes with my massive cock and filling her womb with load after load of my cum.
Nadia pressed her voluptuous body against mine, her soft belly and heavy tits squishing warmly into . She looked up with pure desire, silently begging to stay and use her again.
Nadia lifted the hem of the oversized black shirt she was wearing, slowly revealing her soft, smooth belly. She looked up at with lust-filled eyes and gently rubbed her hand over her stomach in slow circles.
"Don’t you want to see swell with your child, Sir?" she whispered, her voice thick with arousal. The thought of carrying my baby clearly turned her on imnsely. This married woman was getting wetter just imagining my seed taking root deep inside her womb.
I couldn’t resist. I stepped closer and placed my hand on her warm, soft belly, feeling the plush flesh under my palm. My fingers traced gentle circles before I slid one finger into her navel, teasing it slowly.
"You are so fucking hot, Nadia," I groaned, my cock twitching hard at the sight and feel of her.
Nadia’s breathing grew heavier. She looked down at her own body, then back up at with a filthy, desperate expression.
"I’m going to be even hotter when my breasts fill with milk, Sir," she said, her voice dripping with lust. She cupped her massive tits with both hands and squeezed them together, pushing them up and making them spill out even more from the open shirt. "They’ll get so big and heavy... leaking warm milk for you every day."
The image she painted made my mouth water instantly. I stared hungrily at her enormous breasts as she squeezed them, imagining them swollen with milk, dripping for while I fucked her pregnant body.
"Yeah... you’re going to be," I said, my voice rough with desire, unable to take my eyes off her body.
Nadia smiled seductively, clearly pleased by my reaction. She kept one hand on her belly and the other squeezing her tit, offering herself completely as my personal breeding slut.
"I’m sure you are already so hard, Sir," Nadia whispered seductively, stepping even closer.
She boldly slid her soft hand down my chest and cupped the massive bulge in my pants, feeling how rock-hard I was. Her fingers gently squeezed and stroked the thick outline of my cock through the fabric, making it throb desperately against her palm.
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