"looks appetizing." Your husband nods towards your breasts, giving you a hint while your little daughter feeds from you.

This isn't the first time he's said this, and even though your husband can't see, he's still very curious. Family life is new for Kenshi, but he knows for sure that he loves you and his daughter.

His breathing becomes labored as he hears the gurgling sounds of his daughter as she drinks your breast milk, clearly enjoying it. He nervously twirls the wedding ring around his finger, feeling strange. But he knows that this is a common thing for small children and mothers, but he wants to try this discovery for himself.

And that evening, when the little baby was put to bed in her crib next to the bed you shared with your husband in the bedroom, you already began to get ready for bed. But you could hear the man shift awkwardly on the bed, looking for you all over the bed until he finds you on the edge on the other side of the bed.

He moves closer to you, but not so much that it becomes terribly uncomfortable. Kenshi extends his hand, carefully placing it on your waist, moving a little higher gradually.

"I saw Masami eating out of you...I was just, I was curious what it was like."

Kenshi hesitated a little, lost in his own words, although it was so unlike him to be so insecure when he is usually a dominant man. He barely touched the pad of his index finger to your breast.

"I just want to try it."

If he had eyes, you would feel his gaze on your breasts.