This is our son-in-law, Reginald Robertson. He knows a bit about cooking, so I have been showing him round the kitchen. He is going to be a great asse... to Freda, what with being able to cook as well as help out with her education.”Reg had jumped up to an erect stance, and stuck out his hand.“Thank you for hosting us, sir. I hope we are not too much of a handful. Just call me Reg.”“Welcome, Reg, to my home. I didn’t expect to find you in the kitchen, young man.”“Oh, I am safer here, sir. My. Hal had other ideas and gently nudged me whispering for me to lay back. I lay back with my ass at the edge. He pulled my feet up so that they were resting on the edge as well. Pulling a chair up between my legs, Hal sat down and I felt his hot breath on the lips of my pussy. I then felt his tongue slowly slide up the length of my crack. He began to lick around my hole before pushing it up as far as he could. He kept licking and sucking my cunt until his tongue found my clit. I tensed and moaned. I almost couldn't milk them my hands were shaking so much. Bob whispered, "The milk is flowing. It's collecting, waiting for the baby to nurse. Your breasts ache with the pressure. They're full of milk and longing for the baby's mouth to relieve them."I moaned loudly and came hard. I'd swear my nipples got twice as large as they'd ever been. He said, "Your nipples wait for the mouth and the wet suction. They ache with the desire to be sucked and to let the milk flow. Feel the baby's hands. “What I like,” she boomed, “is to have my arse licked. Will you do that for me, Bernie?”Bernie’s cock was all but bursting with frantic animal lust.“Of course,” he replied, not knowing why it was those words that sprang from his lips.“Good man,” she said quietly. She knelt on the bed and beckoned, “Come,” as he scrambled into position behind her. Men were notoriously pathetic at this, scared of it, reluctant, half-hearted. Perhaps she should have shown him a video before they got going, but all.