Last night’s small talk lasted until 7:30 – longest so far – usually ends after 15 to 30 minutes – when I was directed to the kitchen which is...next to the living room but doesn’t have a direct view of the living room area (I’m not allowed to watch my wife, SD, in action) so that I can only hear what is going on – part of my cucking program.I prepare drinks while I listen to the conversation and hear Alex tell SD that she is looking good and she responds that she eats well which brings chuckles. To him? And why was she the one driving?The red pumps matched the red dress of the redhead perfectly. The shoes looked familiar. In fact, Sharon had sold a pair just like those just a while ago . . . Hey! Sharon looked at little closer at the countenance of driver, flawless, jet-black earrings and a black necklace, a very amused smile, somewhat elated and a tiny bit smug. Those eyes! Those greenish eyes - they could never be Mark's eyes! The redhead let out a little ripple of a laugh as she. Icouldn't help myself and decided to bring up the topic in thebreastfeeding cuddle time.While Jack was still sucking, he held both his manicured hands around mybreast. He had his eyes closed. While the nipple still was in hismouth, I told him that his pink nails were so nice and that he did thenail painting very well. He smiled a little bit. He finished hissucking and released the nipple. With my finger I smoothed the smalldrop of milk he had on his cheek. While he still had my breast. . suck that dick..."I opened my mouth as wide as I could and took the head into my mouth while I started to stroke his cock... The head of his cock filled my mouth completely. His head went back and he put his hand on my head trying to run his fingers through my wet hair."That's it bitch...suck that dick... suck that black dick," he grunted.I felt his lust run through me. His primal urge connected with me and I felt flushed and possessed by his energy. At this point I wanted to suck his cock.