They were to be removed only when necessary to relieve our bowels. I was humiliated and afraid she would stop our Saturday night sessions. I could not really recall them but the feelings were there. I happily embraced her rubber clad body, and I know she could feel my hardening cock against her as we embraced. I managed to find my voice and said “Yes”. My mommy/wife told me that I should make my story available to all that would be interested, so here I am. As we embraced at the gate before she boarded the plane, she wrapped the cape around us both and pressed her body against my quivering cock. I felt wonderful. Their rubber loving of each other, and the pleasure they had from fucking their baby girls was wonderful, but they missed having real men to satisfy their needs. There was no use denying it, my body told the truth. The weekdays were lonely and I ached to be with Billie. We were both happy babies, to be able to nurse like this, with such a tasty result.
