I held his head and told him, “You’re tickling me. This is not female breast to secrete milk, it’s only a mole”, but his action did not stop. ...e was sucking my nipples so hard, that I soon felt a change in me, as though the milk was already flowing. There was also uncontrollable, tingling sensation all over my body that I felt for first time. My breathing became heavier, with hot breath hitting his head and face. Sensing my reaction, he took to the left breast, sucked it wildly, occasionally. But now stunning Jerome even more, I suddenly reached over and pulled down his shorts to see his black cock standing straight up, like a thick flagpole. From the size of his bulge and the way that stiff bulge had been pushing out his shorts, I was prepared for something pretty oversized. But was I in for a shock! Jerome was huge, he was spectacularly endowed, unbelievably hung. I knew my husband's dimensions well. Like most wives, at one point I had picked up a ruler and measured off his erect. I walked up closer to the car until I could see inside. Gina's body, nude except for her sheer stockings and red heels, was lying against some pillows in the big back seat of the Jaguar. Her long shapely legs were splayed wide apart so that her cum-soaked pussy was in full view. Her naked lover, who I recognized as Matt, was lying beside her with his face on her left breast and his left hand on her right breast. I turned away from the scene and was assisted to a nearby police car to sit down. I. I know the whole pathetic story.” She took clear delight in her knowledge. If her opening salvo had been bold, by now she was achieving devil-may-care recklessness. “You whisked her out on the town to a load of hot venues. You took her to Gordon bloody Ramsey’s restaurant, no doubt to impress her with how easily you could get a table. It’s probably the closest you’ll ever come to wooing a woman.” (In her satirical mode she made the word sound like an owl-hoot.) “All that effort just so you.