I’m going to narrate a fictional story. This story is about three couples exploring the naughty world together. Just imagine whatever is happening. ...It is not a real story. For those who think sex after marriage is monotonous and is not much enjoyable, this story tells how it was different in my case. Well, I was married to a beautiful girl who was also brilliant. We both were working in top companies. Our sex life rocked at the beginning of the marriage but lost its flavor subsequently. Not. A sissy doesn't say "eyes uphere, bud." A sissy swells with pride. A sissy looks at her c-cup andwishes she had gone bigger.I loved Mistress nuzzling them. I loved buying the proper sized bra. Iloved it when Mistress took me from behind, and my breasts would flop.I bought a new t-shirt: "Got milk?" It said.* * *It was a week later when Mistress informed me we were going outclubbing. That night's role-play, I was informed, was going to be in abar. We were going to mingle at Flamingo's. Mistress. ”Just like that my fourteen-year-old informed me that it would be fine for me to make a move towards Jia, and she would not interrupt us for the next two hours. I should have blushed but instead I just wondered if other parents had similar issues with their offspring. Maybe I should have socialized more so I would have been able to find it out before it was too late.When smiling Jia came back to me I asked her if she’d like to have some tea. She agreed and smiled again. I sighed inwards. When I. ‘I know you do.’ Sharon looked away, but Sam noticed the shimmer in her eyes. There was another stretch of silence. ‘I’m 45 years old, Sharon. I may never be able to look at a mother holding her baby without a twinge of regret, but I’m beyond the desire to father a child. I just don’t have the energy, anymore. Chris is my son. I’m more than satisfied.’ Tears trickled down her cheeks. ‘You’re lucky to have such a wonderful boy.’ ‘Lucky?’ he thought. ‘I haven’t felt lucky for a long time.’ Sam.