“How do you feel, Darling?” Richard asked softly, kissing the palm of her hand.Making a grimace, Ellen tried to jest.“Torn limb from limb to be ...onest. Tired. How is our son, Richard?”“He is all right. The wet nurse had him already and it seems that he drank some milk.”“But I want to suckle him,” Ellen protested.“This is only as a backup, Darling. Of course you will suckle him,” Richard smiled. “Look at it this way, Ellen. The wet nurse is a young woman who has to support her own child with the. Anyway, he saidhe couldn’t have anyone that incompetent around, so I waslet go and he advised not to send back to the company for areferral. He had put a note in my personnel file that thecompany was not to send one out. With out a referral, Icould never become an account with a brand name firm again.I was extremely despondent when I reached home.I broke the news to my wife. She took it much betterthan I expected.“You’ll find something darling. Until you do,. Master noticedtoo, and gave me another round of hits from his bottle."Suck it, slave!" And he pushed my head down on his dick. I choked and thesaliva dripped around the base of his cock as I struggled with the thickpole invading my throat. I desperately started to breathe through my noseand soon gained enough equilibrium to start sucking. I pistoned up and downthe shaft, pausing to roll the head in either cheek. I was still snortingfrom all of the snot and slime that coated his cock, but I was. I would be a bit shorter when I got my Mary Janes off.Wow I looked sexy I thought.I twirled in front of the mirror.I went to Hayley's wardrobe and hung the dress up on one of her hangers.What would Hayley think if she could see me?I slipped the straps of my slip off my shoulders and looked at myself inmy bra, panties, suspenders and stockings in the mirror as my slip fellto the ground at my feet and I tossed it with my high heeled foot intothe laundry basket. There was no point hiding that I.