We only have two hours until you have to go."I couldn't believe it. It was a fucking cliché — my best friend was fucking my wife! And on top of tha...t she was telling him I wasn't worth a shit in bed. That really hurt. I'd always thought that Marlene and I had a great sex life. Four or five times a week and more often than not twice on those occasions and then a quickie in the morning before heading off to work.I guess most men would have gone charging into the bedroom screaming and ready to kick. Uske baad wo niche baith kar mere pairon me saboon lagane lagi aur mom ka hath lagte hiMera lund funfana ke ek jhatke me khada ho gaya.bilkul ukne muh ke samne tabhi mom ne pocha beta ye kiya hai. tumhe sharam nahi aati.apni maa ke sane aisi gandi harkat karte.mai bola maine kiya kiya hai mom.toh wo boli apni mom ko nangi dekh kar apna lund khada karte ho.mai bola mom ye aise hi bada ho jata hai.pata naji kiu par bada hone ke baad kafi dard karta hai.mom aap koi dawai laga dona.toh who boli. My figurativepregnancy had shaped my body irreversibly. They say a woman looks a lotmore beautiful and tender after she's borne a child. I saw myself verydifferent in the mirror, and for the first time I had a feeling of mellow,but profound realization. With fat accumulating under my chin and on myface, I didn't need to worry anymore about my jawline being a little toosquare. I'm still planning, one day, on undergoing facial feminizationsurgery (FFS), so I can die a woman in every single part. I smile as I watch droplets of water fall from your dark, thick hair rolling down your face, to your shoulders then on to your chest and waist stopped only by the tick white towel d****d around you. I inhale slowly, suddenly overcome with a strong yearning to follow those drops with my tongue. Finding my voice I say good morning baby, how did you sleep?Frowning you ask why I didn’t join you in the shower. You were almost finished I reply, still frowning you remind me how much you enjoy.