Then she just wriggled a little and enjoyed the crispness of the sheets against her bare skin. She gently squeezed his hand and looked up at his face....Instantly, his eyes opened, and instinctively he moved his head towards hers. Their first kiss of the morning was like the last kiss the night before: a tribute to their incredible love for each other, but lacking in passion.When she eased away, she said softly with love in her voice, "Good morning, my husband. Did you sleep well?"Ken was going. I was amazed at my staying power.We washed our hands and went to the bed and Olga said, "This will be our daily routine. We get up early, we piss and we start the morning breast-feeding. If we have enough time we carry on with ordinary sex, but you know the breast-feeding caused me many orgasms and complete euphoria alone. If the time is short then only the breast-feeding will be done. But this is more than enough for me. So we'll have sex twice daily except when you're away on business. Of. He was going to bolt but at the last second but then he had changed his mind. Could this be why?Another five minutes went by watching my wife relentlessly pull on his schlong and he seemed no closer to cumming. "My arm is getting tired. Cum already." "Well I'd come a lot quicker if you'd kiss me." I told you no kissing." After five minutes more she asked for an assurance that kissing him would help him cum quicker. He told her no doubt. "Okay but understand I love my husband, this is a onetime. Then all three of them were on their knees in front of this guy. His dick was swing back and forth hitting hungry lips and groping hands.Finally this guy blasted his wad and there was cum flying everywhere, hitting the three in the face, in their hair, on their clothes. I don't know about the others but my panties were soaked with my own precum. The three took to the restroom laughing and giggling like school girls.When they returned we decided it was time to leave and all vowed to keep this to.