"I...I'm sorry" I stammer.She assures me It's a perfectly normal reaction while still holding my shaft in her hand. She runs her hand up and down the ...ength of it a couple of times squeezing it. She then squeezes the head. This was just too much for me to handle. My cock starts to twitch and I have a premature orgasm right there in front of her. It was throbbing and it shot 6 or 7 big loads in the course of a good ten plus seconds.I let out and satisfied little moan, but I was completely. I told her Id change to and she told me that I should change into my nighty. I was in my nighty when she walked out o the bathroom wearing one of my big t shirts and popping out from under it was a big plastic cock. She put the dildo next to my lips and told me that since I always liked her to suck a cock that I had to learn how also. I started by licking the head of the cock and slowly started taking it deeper and deeper in my mouth. She kept encouraging what I was doing and I found myself. "You can still be my husband, even if you are lusting over a wax replica of huge breasts."We found our seats and enjoyed the show. She even waggled her toe in time with the music, although I wondered if she was waggling it in time with the music or wiggling it more because it was against my leg.Anyway ... the next morning we were making breakfast, and talking to Io via the laptop, when Martinez interrupted."We shouldn't go to D.C.," he started. "We need to go to Florida again. Not Orlando this. Told her that she was a cutie...she'd felt a sense ofpride wash through her. She'd felt better than she ever had since she'darrived at M&R. She felt...sexy. She blushed at that thought. Sexy? Howhad that ever been possible? How could she ever have felt sexy as a girl?She wasn't a she. She was a he. He was a man. A strong man. A man whocould fight what was happening to him. He saw a light at the end of thetunnel. More than a metaphorical light. A real light, the outside world.He kept crawling..