He said he always found the taste of breast milk too sour for him and hence he asked my wife to walk across the room and get the tube of honey from on... of the cupboards. My naked wife by now lost all her shame, did as Marck ordered and fetched the tube of honey. Marck said he needs another skilled person to orally simulate my wife’s other boob. He asked me to persuade Marck’s young assistant sitting outside to come and help.Outside Marck’s assistant was more interested in finishing the bowl of. Alan was a very sensitive creature now, she couldn?t just scrub over him one time with a louffa and call it quits. No, you had to be slow and gentle with his body. You had to take extra care of his long, silky hair, paying attention to every lock of it. Maintaining Alan was a 24 hour job. He had to be guarded and protected like a piece of fine china. Which in a way, was what Alan was. Fine China.When she took him out of the tub, it was 8:20. ?Mistress Ku might be disappointed that you?re late. The skin of her tender pussy clings tightly to his slippery black shaft. The camera backs up. Holly has finally caught her breath and is now panting as the man continues to abuse her.“I’m gonna come” he cries out. With one final brutal thrust, he empties his load deep inside of my wife’s hot cunt.“Hey let go,” he says. Holly is squeezing his cock with her inner muscles, trying to keep him inside of her as long as she can. He laughs, “That black dick was good to ya huh?” Then he pushes himself. Single. Day. For the last 5 months. Any more, I just pretend I’m still sleeping until you finish, because as soon as you do, your mouth makes a beeline for my now protruding belly button. You close over it, flicking it with your tongue, suckling at it like a breast. I will never not think it’s weird. But I’ve found that if I wait until now to “wake up,” it usually cuts your suckling short. So I begin moving around.“Mmm. Good morning baby.”I yawn and mutter a sleepy “Mornin’” but keeping my eyes.