My tears are hot on my cheeks and my throat tightens. I gasp and back up. He looks at me, worried but not frightened. I’ve ruined it. I’ve ruined ...ur happy moment. I stagger backwards and fall into the chair. Why am I here? Why can’t I go home? I look up at him in despair. I hope he doesn’t hate me. He really should. ‘Andrew?’ I cry. He’s standing where I left him, looking sad. There’s still a lot of instability, the doctor is saying to him. But a lot of progress, too, Andrew replies. Yes,. "Well, well, Alana, I see I do not have to worry about you hesitatingwith Andre, now do I," Sara said in a very condescending manner."Perhaps you two should come out here and entertain Reggie and I, Afterall that is the reason you two faggots are here is it not?' Sara said as Reggie stroked her breasts openly in front of me and all at once Irealized I had never stopped sucking Andre's beautiful black cock buthad turned my head and was looking out of the side of my face so Icould continue to. Finally, one guy from a party of six seated at a table went up to my wife and asked if she would like to dance. She willingly accepted his offer and soon the both of them were dancing to a slow song in a corner of the dance floor that was in the shadows. While my wife danced with her new friend, she made sure that her tits rubbed against his chest. The guy decided to take some liberties and cupped my wife’s left tit in his right hand. He could feel her hard nipple through the silk. .. I must have had an orgasm! I think I was so surprised by Sherry's lactation that I didn't even realize that I actually came.Sherry followed my glance and saw what I saw. She took her hand and rubbed her finger on one of the streaks. Before I could protest, she brought the finger to her lips."Sherry, I'm sorry..." Don't apologize, Jim. I'm the one that made you shoot off." I mean, I shouldn't have touched you to begin with." I wanted you to touch me. I asked you to." I know, but..." Kristen.