Hearing the muted but erotic clicks of wet flesh friction, I soaked in the scene and tended to my own dripping cock a bit.Finally, with a firm bark, I...broke the silence of the room: “FEED!”With that, the gentleman instantly became the aggressor, violently tonguing, slurping, and lapping at the well-prepared meal that lay before him.My wife, overwhelmed by the sudden onslaught, collapsed forward onto her folded arms as our guest ravaged her exposed gash. I held my hand planted firmly atop his. Her reasoning was that if God had wanted us to have children, she'd have gotten pregnant. So we never had any children of our own, by either natural means or adoption. Our love was enough to sustain us both and we never complained and never wondered about 'what if?'.We were very happy.Our sex lives was what I'd considered 'normal' for the two of us. While never completely wild in bed, we complimented each other with our needs and always seemed to know what the other wanted. We did our best to. Done a few like that early on, and wasn't too happy with the results — me or my canvas. The soap fat is hard to come by too, least ways the specially processed stuff is. Not much call for it and not too many what know how to make it right."I spent the next six weeks first watching, then assisting, as this drunken net mender taught me the art of tattooing. I learned to blend pigments and alcohol, process soap fat, and finally, make my own inks.I built my own 'hammers' as Samaroc called them. The. Mom was trying to swim as she doesn’t know properly.I came out of the water with the servant after sometime. We were watching mom & the maid playing in water. I saw the servant was starring at mom’s assets which was drenched with water & his dick came out of the towel as he was wearing nothing inside. I was shocked with its size it was very big later I came to know it’s about 12”.he is really He-man I will address him as He-man my mom saw him staring her & said something to the maid & they.