She felt the rough wood scratch her back as she wiggled and squirmed. She immediately tried to roll off the other side, but I captured her jaw between...my thumb and fingers and sneered at her with my face only inches from hers.?Don’t make this worse for yourself than it already is.?Frozen in fear, she didn’t attempt to escape, but that didn’t silence her fowl mouth.?You mother fucker, what do you think that you’re doing. I’ll get you for this, bastard.?Her profane tirade continued as I cuffed. We watched one movie, wife sharing and this seemed to intrigue Pat. First off, she wanted to know why men would want to see their wives having sex with another man, eventually asking me if I would want to watch her. I didn't say no, just that it was something I was willing to discuss.Pat kept bringing the subject up, even when we were having sex, wondering what another man would feel like inside her or how he would taste. I should mention that at the time we were our only sex partners, neither. " I'm so shameless. "That's better. All right. But just for a minute. I gotta take a leak." I slid my hand up and down the iron-hard length again, and swallowed. "Can I suck you off after that? I want your cum." "I don't know. Maybe." He grinned. While I continued lightly stroking his cock, I looked up into his eyes and asked a question I'd been meaning to ask for years. "Why do guys get such hard cocks in the morning?" "I don't know, baby. Dreams or something, I guess. I think also from. Whenever I would finish breastfeeding Christina, I would make myself hot just thinking of you..." He said, "I've been wanting you too ever since I came up here to see you. "Nick came up to my face and kissed my lips, long and passionate. I sat up in my bed as he was kissing my neck down to my spine.His hands were on my breasts, gently squeezing and touching them. I sat back on my pillows as Nick was in front of me. He softly sucks the milk from my sore breasts. I was getting hot by the minute.