We retested, still no problems came to light. It was the only thing that cast a pall over our love life, we wanted a baby. We even discussed adopting ...ut I was still in my twenties. We decided that if I hadnt conceived by thirty-five wed revisit that idea. An additional three years had passed. Dickie and I had been married four years. We were out with friends, wed had dinner then drinks and some dancing, it had been a fun evening and wed teased each other, little sexual innuendo comments around. While his piercing lookflattered my breasts and belly - his deep, brown, smouldering eyesdemanded absolute respect and submission, fuelling my femininity- he toldme how, for many years (he was 39) he had identified as gay. Lately,however, he had found an interest in BBW, especially transsexual ones. Infact, in his gay stint he had been attracted to very effeminate chubbies.He had even fallen in love with one of them, his name was Lenny. Lennycompletely lacked any body hair, sported long, curly. As I was doing this, Rahul came up to me with his 7″ dick rock hard! Both looked so sexy and hot I started sucking off both of them one by one. All this while Sam was sitting on the couch adjusting his pants.He wanted to join in but was too shy to ask. I looked at him and gave him a naughty smile. I called him up to me, and as he came close, I unzipped his pant and pulled them down with his underwear. To my surprise, his dick was the same size as these guys, but it was semi-erect.Who would’ve. She was back at Birmingham in less than five hours; disappointment written all over her face. At least she had touched one and sat in its cockpit, but that was as close as she had made it.We seemed to linger in the NAFFI a little too long that evening. Emily’s schedule was as tight as duck’s arse and I knew that if she didn’t get some serious sleep she wouldn’t be taking off for RAF Warmwell in Dorset the following day.Emily wanted me to take tea with her at the late hour of nine in the evening.