This was enough, barely, to satisfy my increasing need for sperm to eat. I had come to the realization that I was a "cum addict" with all that entail....One night when I got in from school, I noticed that the wife was in an unusually bubbly mood. I did't inquire as the background would soon come to the front, if the past was any indication. When we got in bed that night, first a wet kiss on the mouth, then she began to go after my "command buttons", as mentioned before, my nipples. I knew. Next they put curlers in my hair, which was just long enough as I had been trying to grow it to look like a cool surfer (which hadn’t really worked). Next they painted my finger nails and toe nails. My protests falling on deaf ears. They just reminded me I had to do what I was told. Next they applied full make up including lipstick and eyeliner and sprayed me with perfume. The curlers were taken out leaving my hair looking very girly and pretty. My mum then opened her draw and took out her. .. ?" I ask softly."Since I put my foot on your back." she replies quietly. "The alphabet was fun. But you know what I need now. Just don't stop honey, it's feeling really, really good!" She touches my face. "Kim, please make me cum?" I can't say no to my angel.This changes the game. I don't need to worry about waking her any longer!First things first. "Scoot up? I'm about to fall off." I ask. She backs up as far as she can to give me some room. As I settle in my new spot, I can feel. I felt so comfortable within his welcoming warms, so loved. My fingers ran through his hair, as we explored each other’s mouths. I loved the feeling of his soft hair, it sent tantalizing electricity through me. We kissed passionately, our lips and tongue dancing in an amorous dance of which we only could feel. His kisses felt so good, so warm, so loving. It was my addiction, his love, his kisses… I had to have more as soon as the pleasure filled my heart. We kissed more, our lips softly.