She was disappointed with the fact that he did not consider her strong enough to go through the pregnancy with all of her rules unchanged, but then ag...in she understood that he was doing it for the babies more than for herself.One of the areas where he had taken it easier on her now was in her diet. He had now stopped feeding her leftovers and the organic byproducts of meals that she prepared and instead let her have full meals, still not as much as others ate, but considerably more then she. “Bitch, how was your day?”“Hello, sir! It was good. How was yours?”“It was cool. This came in the mail for you,” I said tossing a bottle of spironolactone, a testosterone blocker to him.“Thank you, sir,” he replied opening it and swallowing one of the 100-mg tablets.I walked away and waited for him to finish cooking. You’re probably wondering why he takes pills to block his testosterone. Well, he does it because I require it. I am the man and he is a boi – a slutty faggot. We order four months’. Neither of us caring about the noise she continued to move back and forth on me as I enjoyed the sight of her tits once again giggling uncontrollably. Taking my hand she placed it on one of her tits and squeezed it hard I continued to do this watching her lean back while holding onto my hand.This was proving too much and I could feel I was going to cum. I placed my hand on her other tit and began to squeeze them moving my finger gently out towards her nipples piercings I couldn't hold on any. I badly needed a pussy. I wasn’t interested in call girls and prostitutes as I needed to pay a handsome amount to get a good hole and being a student, didn’t have much to fulfill that need. It was the last puff of the cigarette that I was dragging when the idea suddenly struck me. But was it possible? I asked myself. She already has a big dick that serves her alright probably every night. But then didn’t she always seem a bit careless with her clothes when no one but I was at home.Is she is.