When the baby latched, Dinah sighed. ‘Does that feel good?’ Ian asked, watching in wonder at her feeding her infant. ‘Yeah … it does. Makes me...feel all warm and tingly.’ He watched for a bit longer, then hesitantly asked, ‘Can I?’ Dinah smiled up at him. It had been so long since she had felt his mouth suckle at her breast. He used to love that before …. ‘Sure. I’d love that!’ Ian swaddled the baby’s feet so he didn’t get kicked in the head, then latched his own mouth to Dinah’s other nipple.. I guess because she had been with two at least. I became obsessed with the idea. I bought up the club. She agreed to go.This place was high end. Private rooms everywhere. Free bar included with admission. Couples were in rooms smoking pot and sniffing cocaine. The bartender asked if I needed anything. We went to the side of the bar and smoked. My wife had a drink and was talking to a guy and girl. The dude slipped me a half gram. He said I get off at 12. It was 11. He was about 30. 6ft. 220. So few came and went, mostly those on Church business, such as Kerrigan and Father Sanders. At the sound of the Priest clearing his throat, Kerrigan quickly turned to face him. Her face flushed with embarrassment at having ignored him. ‘I’m sorry, Father,’ she said quietly. ‘It’s quite alright, my child. I was merely describing the hydroponic gardens kept by the Sisterhood of Sorrows,’ the middle-aged man smiled. ‘Oh,’ she murmured. ‘It can be an over-whelming experience to leave your home for. .I was to dress up fully for him and he would come round mine. We talked extensively about what we like and what our fantasies are. He asked me to wear heels, stockings and a mini skirt and be his girl for the evening... I was so horny (especially after seeing his pics) and I told him I would be his sub . He got excited about that and started asking me more questions... I was getting very horny about it , and even though I was very nervous I agreed for him to take full control of me...So next.