It's hard for me too. But even youhave to face reality. We haven't been husband and wife for nearly ayear now. I don't even think of you as a man anym...ore, never mind myhusband. I mean how could I considering your feminine looks anddemeanor. And seeing you in your uniform every day - knowing you arewearing panties, slips, and bras - performing all these femininechores just made it even harder not to think of you as... as ... wellnot quite a woman... but let's say a woman-in-training. And now. ” Creed felt the play of her silk skirt against his face as she leaned forward, and his balls tingled exquisitely as she rested one hand on the flesh of his cheek, and toyed the broad base of the plug with her finger, his shimmering at the perverse pleasure it gave him, delighting his feminine audience.“ ... there’s a much broader bulb within, stretching his anus wide ... it has him know, every waking moment, that he’s the owned property of a woman ... the combination of discomfort and pleasure. After a while she nodded. “Okay, I'm ready, let's fuck,” she said softly. I leaned back slightly, so we could both watch as I slid my cock into her. Exquisite electric chills ran up and down my spine as her hot, well lubricated vagina yielded to my engorged member: I loved feeling her muscles rippling against my ribbed shaft. With almost my full length inside her, I pulled out slightly. Both of us trembled with pleasure as my foreskin unrolled against the rim of my glans. Linda unbuttoned her. As often as I caught him looking at my breasts, I figured his decision to return a movie at the last minute wasn't an accident. He offered to walk me to my car at the back of the lot, which I accepted with a smile. When we got to the parking lot, which was mostly empty, I asked him which car was his. When he indicated the black BMW, I suggested that he drive me back to my car. By the time he pulled up next to my car, I had engaged in some small talk with him that gave me a reason to stay in the.