I stayed there for a while
Inhaling and absorbing the glory of her lactating breasts
So majestic was their lure 
Brimming with nectar 
A pinnacle of lure

Even though she was my maid 
Her maternal structure was difficult to ignore
The sight of her abysmal cleavage
When she bent to sweep the floor
A tent erected beneath my trouser
She sensed my roving eyes
So when I grabbed hold of her when no one was at home
She was my willing prey

Ripping her blouse, I pushed her on the bed
But I didn't pounce on her breasts
Rather I inhaled her milky flavour 
The glorious sight of dripping nectar on her nipples 
I literally swallowed every drop of her 
Her ecstatic moans of' जोर से चूसो बाबू '
Was more than I could have asked for

And from that day onwards
I helped her in easing the hardening of her breasts
I latching on to my insatiable thirst.
©LR