What could possibly be better than to have an incredibly soft, warm, beautiful baby drawing nourishment along with its mother’s incredible love from...a perfect nipple on a golden tit. Tell me, Mistress Taylor: What could possibly be any better? You utterly adore the feeling, don’t you?”“Yes, darling, I do,” she replied in a voice barely above a whisper. “It’s really all I live for — along with warming Jack’s magnificent cock between my thighs, of course.” Then she grinned and changed the. Laughing at my plight, she announced, “This is your punishment, baby,” and started whipping my thighs. It didn’t hurt at all but felt silky, making my dick burst with erotic sensation.She simply closed the bedroom curtain and climbed on the bed without taking off her shiny black heels. We both knew that Senthil could easily hear us having sex. The fact that my sweet wife had a slutty ‘domme’ side made my dick painfully hard.Tripti sat on her knees and inserted my cock into her cunt, then. ..' I thought while Iwaited. I pressed on my diaper after she left and was happy to see itwas still dry. 'That juice will probably change that soon,' I thought.'There has to be something bad in it... But I doubt she would let meavoid it, so I guess I just keep drinking it...'She returned a few moments later with my diaper bag on her shoulder.Reaching down she picked me up and placed me on her hip. "Let's go seeGrandma and Grandpa!"I just lay my head against her and sat passively as she carried. She opened her eyes.She was lying down on a mattress covered in stained white cotton, the room around her a featureless slab of grey concrete. The wall to her left had a stainless steel toilet bowl protruding from it, and the one to her right had a heavy looking door set into it. The door had no handle. It wasn't anything like the one at work, however. Whereas the familiar door of her workplace had consisted of white, vertical, metal bars and an oversized lock, this one was a featureless metal.