She told about that guy and she cut her call. Once she cut my call I had a hard feeling whether I’ve missed her but everything went out of my hands ...nce she called me back late night and told she accepted the proposal and I got sad. She understood and told she would never leave me for her love and convinced me.But things started changing between us. She reduced texting me, I didn’t go with her till railway station to drop her and I felt big void in my life. But I accepted the truth and started. A dominating woman she was.On our honeymoon, we tried bondage for the first time. I played thedominant role. I tied her up, hog-tied her, made her kiss my feet,fetch items like a dog and of course suck my cock (which she was verygood at).But one incident that happened here deserves mention. While we wereplaying around one day, she teased me with some lipstick and said Iwould look very pretty as a girl. Sensing an opportunity, I winked ather and asked her to go ahead.She then proceeded to put. ”We stopped on the way back for greasy hamburgers at a Dairy Queen restaurant. After the greasy lunch we drove straight home.“So are we riding tonight or what?” she asked.“Of course we are,” I replied.We waited until we could stop at Tonya’s diner for dinner, before we left on the twenty mile ride. I still hadn’t come to grips with losing Tasha, because I didn’t really think she was sick. It was probably something hormonal, I told myself. It would be a pill a day for the rest of her life, worst. I belong to a known family because of the socializing every one in my family did. That;s how I met niyati. She was in one of my mother’s group. Fair short and plumpy. A perfect milf she was. Huge breasts and her ass would make you go hard all the time. I had met her in public functions. After a couple of months that her husband had expired, I thought of leaving a condolence message myself and so I did on facebook. She replied the very next hour and we got to chatting. It was great as she.