The thing that really caught my eye was my loving wife of 21 years standing totally naked in the entrance to the kitchen. Brooke always had been an at...tractive woman, but to me, she just seemed to blossom when she hit forty a couple years ago.Her curves were fuller. Her confidence was greater. Her smile even seemed brighter. I had spent more than a little time of late wondering if women really did just hit their stride in their forties, or if men that age were just beginning to realize the true. She told me that she had agreed to meet Daniel next week for a drink at a hotel bar and that we should go there now just to check it out. I knew the hotel so we drove there, it was only ten minutes away and as we drove I questioned her fully about Daniel.She just said nothing had changed, she liked him and it was always the plan for her to see him alone afterwards anyway so I had nothing more to worry about than what I did before. Once at the hotel Liz popped in as I sat in the car, and ten. Something I shouldn't be able to remember at all, rose in me. The feeling of this nipple in my mouth. Suckling on it for sustenance. For her milk.Her thumb rubbed over the crown of my dick.Pleasure shot through me. I groaned and then I nursed on her nipple like I had as a babe. Instincts took over as my mind grappled with the fact my mother was a succubus. That she was touching my dick. It was wrong. Taboo. Incest.Milk squirted into my mouth.My eyes bulged at the taste of hot liquid spilling. His hands fondled up at me. Our faces were inches apart. By then, I knew, Ernie had figured out that he was about to get laid, but he was probably still wondering what he had done to deserve this treat."Does she suck your cock, Ernie?"He nodded."Do you want me to do that for you?" Yes," he whispered."Do you ever eat her pussy?" Yes." Does it taste good?"He grinned and nodded."Are you going to eat my pussy today?" Sure." One last question, Ernie." He looked up expectantly. I turned my head.