We've been together a couple of years now, and the sex is still pretty good. Otherwise we get along quite well, except for occasional arguments about ...money.Last night we were making love. I was on my hands and knees, and he had his cock deep in my ass and was reaching around to rub my cock. At that very intense moment, just starting to spiral upward toward orgasm, I began imagining what it would feel like as a straight man, with my cock deep up a woman's pussy, plunging in and out. This. If I was tired and he held up two fingers, I'd shake my head and hold up one digit. He'd grin and nod, sealing the deal for that night. If I felt rested and he held up two, I'd nod and smile. We had more quickies than the others, but our sex lives were full and complete. It was silent, but it was communication.The wedding day arrived, and it was blustery and cool. We were being married at noon in the church where Donny had been baptized, Grace Lutheran. I had a gown without a train, but my. She arrived on Friday, and dad announced this was my new step-mum who had come to stay for the weekend, bringing her bossy daughter Molly, who said she was 15. Molly was really cute – short dark hair, a lovely smile, small tits in a tight tee-shirt and long legs emerging from a short skirt. We were lying in the garden when I told her about the photos on dad's laptop, and nervously asked if she had ever fisted."How did you know I was a lesbian" she murmured."My best mate at school reckons all. Usually i go to the gym on daily basis at the evening but from 1st April I’ve changed my timing to morning (6 to 8AM) because of my study schedule. On the 5th day this incident had happened. When I was busy with my exercise I heard the frightened voice of a woman who was shouting for help. Then I went there and saw Agrawal aunty (who live in our colony) was shouting for help fell on the floor. Immediately I helped her to home for first aid, then she thanked me for the favour and asked me to.