“You are very good with your hands. Why do you do this to me?”“What am I doing wrong?”“Nothing. Why do you make me love you so much?”“I ...idn’t know I was making you love me. I hope it comes naturally to you.”“It does very easily. Thank you, Dan, for everything, for loving me and my boys.”“You quite welcome, my love.” Wendy winced a little. “Our babies getting active?”“They sure are. That feels better on my feet,” she smiled placing her feet on the floor then kissing him.With Wendy able to go. I picked up the large bag holding the two boxes in it and walked out the door. It was not that long of a walk to her workplace. She should be working it's a Friday night. Slowly I walked down the streets of New York thinking of things I could say, trying to play out the conversation in my head. Before I knew it I was outside of her workplace. Taking a big sigh and shaking my head of any negative thoughts of how this would go down. I walked inside, as usual the girl by the door took my coat and. Bert’s cock had shrunk and shriveled but the tip still glistened with droplets of cum. I couldn’t resist the desire to lick it off. I crossed the room and knelt before the man’s cock. I looked up at him and he smiled……Go ahead, but be gentle I’m still a bit sore from your last go around. I softly drew his cock head into my mouth. His cock tasted of dried cum, it had that musty unmistakably taste of man. There is nothing else in the universe that taste like that. I forced myself to not suck. That's when I hear my phone go off. It's mission 3, a brief and easy "I'm ready, come over?" I grin with excitement, knowing the cum monster inside me will finally have it's relief!I hop in my vehicle and drive the short distance between us.As I pull up in front of his place, I can see him waiting by the door, looking out the window. I walk up and he opens the door with a smile.As I walk past him into the house, I can smell the faint scent of alcohol. He's been drinking, which means my load.