Inge has been in my life for more than 12 years. It started out slow,trying on one of my mother's leggings. Of course my mother didn't likethat and ev...r since I've been fascinated by the feeling of silk andlace.Back to the present, just finishing a well stuffed joint and browsingsome porn. I like to get high when cross-dressing, it seems like everyemotion is more intense and I can image myself as a woman easier thatway.Scanning through some TG captions and sissy trainer video's my littlemember. "I love your cum." She took another lick. She began licking andlicking, like a cat licking herself clean. Soon she was slurping likea person who has been lost for days in the desert and hasn't hadanything to drink. She began sucking on Regina Rae's pussy, thesuctioning sound getting raunchier and raunchier. Debbie and I hadeach turned into sluts. We were still meant to be together. Irealized that then - no matter what happened between Carla and me.And yet, I also knew that we would always need. Years later we were still lovers. He suspected there was somebody else by now and accused her of being unfaithful a few years later when she caught him out having a casual affair with a town girl. He never suspected he was not the children’s father even though neither looked like him. The little girl had some resemblance to me but it was never noticed apart from her mother and I. Ten years later I married and I married for love. I knew I had loved before and had fathered two children. My wife. She?ll want to message me after she gets to know me. After work I scroll though her journal entries and read the comments on a few of them. Some guy seems to have a thing for her but he is states away. He doesn?t even count as competition. Her my space photos are mostly of her in doors. I think it?s her room because of how messy it looks in the background. The journal covers only the last year. I know her likes and dislikes, I know her favorite movies, bands, and books. With every little bit.