Woh mera sir sahla kar meri gardan choom rahee thee aur mera doosre haath se mera lund sahla rahi thee. Thodi der mein mein apna munh unke breast se h...ta kar unke stomach aur choot ki taraf le gaya aur choot ka amrti paan kiya. Woh boli ‘oh oh Vicky mere andar aa jao plz’ Meine position chnage kar ke unke munh mein lund dalne ki koshish kee to unhone phir munh hata liya. Mein samajh gaya ki unko lund choosne ki adat nahin hai. Aur lund choot se sata kar 2 baar choda sabere sabere. Chodte samay. She would tease me about my bloated stomach and fat arse. It was true. I had gone to seed. Her transformation got me thinking. If she could do it I could at least try. I joined the gym too. The first month I was in constant pain. My arms hurt. My legs hurt. My stomach hurt. Susan had cut back on meals. I was hungry. But her tease was that if I lost weight she would dress up for me. Saturday morning she would check my weight on the scales and if I lost 2kgs she would put on the lace underwear.. I got up and walked towards them, offering a cold bottle of water to her amazement as she turned red and looked slightly embarraced.I smiled, kissed her sensually on the lips and whispered for her to have fun. She smiled back as I took position once again on the side and disappeared into the steam, leaving her to be pleasured once again by the large shadowy figure. She grabbed his hand and pushed him back toward the bench, kissing him passionately as he sat down and she kneeled before him.She. Tears were trickling down her cheeks, and her nose dribbled.“Sorry, baby,” I said as I watched her swallow and cough.She looked up at me, shook her head, and sniffled. “Don’t stop.” Another sniffle interrupted her, and then she added. “I’m so wet. Treat me like a cheap fucking whore.”With that, she leaned in and nuzzled her cheek up against my cock. I got the hint, took my spit-slathered cock in hand, and wiped it on her face. For the first time, some of the discomfort I always felt when.