Iknow how lucky I am.She has her limits and I respect them. Once or twice I have pushed formore than what she was ready for, and we have quickly align...d ourselvesagain. Like my previous girlfriend, feminisation was an aphrodisiac, butmy wife also saw my boundaries. It was never more than fun, and onlyhumiliating if we both agreed.For example, I used to be a projectionist at a small cinema. This was waybefore digital, when films would arrive in 20 minute reels to be joinedtogether, and then. I drew her quivering clit between my lips and squeezed it between them. The effect was electrifying as she began to hump her hips up and down to match the rhythm of my sucking. Her slim inner flaps were taken in too and I slurped them in and out of my mouth. Her liquid musk grew stronger in taste as I continued this before finally darting my tongue along my fingers and into her hole. Deep pools of ooze slithered across my taste buds as I greedily lapped at her, all the while working my smallest. .not her teenage boyfriends, not her college flings, not even her husband, This cock sent her muscles spasm into her first orgasm. She had only gotten 4 inches in and already she was cuming. "Oh ffffuck...oh fuck it's so good" she moaned. "Keep going baby...there is still a bit more left to go" Hank said with a chuckle. Bonnie looked down. Hank was right, My wife looked into Hank's eyes...she grinned...and then...with a single motion she dropped all down the remaining 5 inches. She was. To help stay awake I would talk to her constantly, inanities about myself mostly, but in-between feedings I'd also read to her from a book or the newspaper. Anything to help stay awake and give her stimulation for her fight for survival.When I saw the very first hint of color on her otherwise pale cheeks, I knew that at least this first crisis had passed and I risked taking a short desperately needed nap.Milk is supposedly one of the great 'complete' foods, but I wasn't sure if it was now the.