" My wife said to me after dinner one night."Cindy dear, you know I do love you very much. What do you have to tell me?" I asked inquisitively as I he...d her hand."Honey. I do love you very much. You're the only boyfriend I've had that's treated me like a lady. The only one that respected me for the real me, not my body. You really are the man of my dreams. The husband I've wanted and needed. The man I've wanted to be the daddy of my c***dren."Listening to wife made my head swell mentally. I. Hopkins about me doingonline classes the rest of the year so I can start my transitionfulltime and not have to deal with everyone at school.For some reason he wanted us to come to school so we could talk to himabout it." Oh, I've been texting you all weekend," she said.I replied, "Well i kind of got my phone taken away, it's a long story.I'll call you on the house phone and tell you all about it." Oh ok, well follow me, I don't think he's busy."We walked back to his office and she opened the. Sumit grabbed the loose straps of the bikini top and constricted them. Diya’s boobs were crying for space. Diya looked at herself. She had never been more sluttier. She felt excited about herself.“Sumit, I can’t wear this top, it’s too small,” Diya complained.“But everyone wears it,” Sumit tried to convince.“It’s a bit too much, let’s get something bigger,” Diya reasoned.“That’s not cool. Okay, I will but you another top to wear with that skirt. But under one condition,” Sumit looked. For some reason it felt different. I just assumed it was because of the whipping and the butt plug still up me. I duely shot my load and she remarked that it was a reasonable sample but not up to my usual standards. The plug was removed and she wiped my cock with a tissue but did it in a manner that was rough. Looking sternly at me she said "I expected better from you today with all your extra treats" I apologised and said "It must have been the whipping and plug" "No I don't think so. I think.