His hair still wet…nice fucking chest I noticed… but I lost his maleness in a series of jealous thoughts : 'Make yourself at home…Move in…why ...on’t ya…’“Valerie …coffee…black and one sugar…was that right…sweetie” he asked as mum was cooking him pancakes. Even with honey on my toast I knew I was in a sour mood… ‘Sweetie…WTF …The bitch hadn’t done pancakes for years …I had to remember back …too far…’Josh was looking at me…staring actually…had he got his balls back and realised youth was for. He is about 5’8″ and 115lbs very sexy looking and very girlish boi. He is Pathan from Peshawer and newly migrated to Canada. His family is rich and business people.Let me introduced myself ….I was 25 years of age at the time of this story (now my age is 33 years) , and I was a university student, doing my masters degree in sciences. I am 6’2″ tall and muscular body with 155lbs and very sporty looking…by the way my name is Shahbaz Khan well known as “Vicky”….and also I can tell what I have in my. As a demonstration of my agreement I removed them myself and placed them on her dressing table, where they have remained ever since. For Christmas Mark gave her a diamond dress ring which she has chosen to wear on her wedding finger. Sue made no explanation to me of her decision and I did not challenge her. I just accepted it as another example of the importance she places on her relationship with her boyfriend. Plus it fuels my masturbatory fantasies.Sex between us was fairly vanilla. Sue only. I pressed my lips together tight and he drew his face to my ear. His breath instantly cause my pussy to tighten. I heard him slightly gasp. He felt my insides squeezing and releasing him over and over. He brushed the hair away from my ear, “Your cunt is so fucking tight.” He jerked my hands to him causing my breasts to bounce. “Tell me you will do anything for my cock, that you only want this cock. I know you do, you’re too fucking easy.” He slapped my tits before pulling my head back to look.