Your pussy answers for you

As you open your mouth to reply Uncle Tommy reaches down to feel your pussy, which unbeknown to you has started dripping on the floor of his tattoo studio.

"Oh my, Darius really did do a number on you."

Your cheeks go bright pink with embarrassment as you realise what Uncle Tommy's picked up on, looking down to see that you're practically dripping into his hand.

"Look at you, dripping wet from looking at your own perverted body covered in these obscene tattoos. Don't worry, you don't even need to answer. I already know what you think of the tattoos."

You gulp and nod, confirming what Uncle Tommy already knows to be true. Whilst you remain standing there in front of the mirror, he slides one finger inside of you and feels around inside your pussy.

"Hmmm. Feels a little loose. You've birthed a child before, haven't you Bunny."

You nod silently, thinking on how you've let down your son Shaun. How you can barely even protect yourself out here in this wasteland and with that being the case, what good would it even be if you did track him down. Thank goodness you stumbled into the clutches of the Kings who were capable of protecting you, or else you'd probably already be dead out there.

Uncle Tommy slides his hands up to your breasts and squeezes them, eliciting a small spurt of milk out of your right breast which dribbles down from your nipple. You once again blush with embarrassment.

"Hmmm these feel quite full. Tell me, did you give birth recently Bunny."

"Well sort of. It's a little complicated."

"Come, sit with me and tell me your life story before you were caught by Darius."