The virus was so bad we couldn't breathe, yet hospitals were turning us away. Our city is in lockdown - shelter in place - and we are not even allowed... to leave the building we didn't even know what to do. We saw the announcement about how the cum of an Indian man can solve the COVID-19 problem. At the very least we wanted to try it to ease symptoms. And let's face it, being stuck in the apartment all day we also wanted to have some fun. My mother remembered the nice Indian man that lives next. That in itself amused me to no end. The next day, Rick was in for dinner again, and this time byhimself. I smiled as I saw my chance. He'd obviously been taken with me and come to see me again. Taking full advantage of that, I waited on him again, being even friendlier and trying hard to stay in character. It worked because before he left, he asked me out on a date. "And I promise that this time I'll wait on you" he said with a smile when I accepted. My date with Rick was two days after he. As I see this a pang of jealousy washes over me that is only kept in check by the building orgasm in my loins. My jealousness is caused by the fact the Commander has only ever tasted milk from my breasts, which he has insisted that I keep topped up and released from the pressure with a breast pump whenever he is not drinking my nectar. I’m miserable with jealousy at the sight of my lover sucking and swallowing frantically on the woman’s giant black nipples. The jealousy gets so bad that for a. I told him it wasn't easy. Of course he made light of my difficulties (well, he is a male), telling me, "Sure it is, you already told them to me once, sweetheart." I love all the pet names he has for me. I smiled softly and explained to him it was more than that. I told him how it was important to me to own them, and that I needed to sort them out in my head. I wanted to give him some idea of why I had them.He said he understood, and repeated his suggestion to start over. "Sometimes when I.