He looked at me in this seductive look, kissed me again and asked where we can go. Stunned, loss of words, I turned and started walking to the living ...room. I plopped down on our couch, prime position to suck on his beautiful cock some more. Both hands end to end, I could still stroke his cock and suck it. I had enough, and told him to fuck me. He squared me up to the back of the couch, grabbed my legs and dove his face into my aching wet pussy. I could barely keep my eyes open as he expertly. ." She said, admitting defeat, "He's going to want to know if he and I can have sex this week." So you're acknowledging that YOUR ability to fuck HIM" I said slowly, "is totally up to ME?" Of course" she replied, with a smile, "I'm YOUR whore now."I smiled and patted her on her ass."Yes, you are" I agreed."So?" She asked."Yes" I said, "you WILL be seeing him this week, but with one exception." What is that?" She asked."This time" I explained, "I will NOT be getting a hotel room." Aw baby" she. " That f-feels good mom. Don't s-stop!" Louis said as he began feeling flushed red all across his formerly tanned body. His nipples oddly enough began leaking fluid of its own, causing him to smile in a blissful visage as he began squeezing and kneading his pecks, reaching down with his flexible body and sucked on his left nipple, hungrily sucking out the liquid. As the warm liquid hit the back of his tongue, he then confirmed he was producing milk. "Mmmmmmm!"Ecstatically, if not still. 'I continue to play with myself, part of me feeling shame for such a fantasy and asking my wife to do this for me. 'His he fucking you hard?.....'Yes. I'm close'. With that I hear her orgasm. Not needing me. Just the thought of another man. I picture this man I don't know but my wife does coming inside her. She seemed very keen on this fantasy. Too keen?After the climax ends, she puts her wand and dildo away. 'Have you come yet? She asks.'No. Feel my cock and tell me what you think about it'She.