It was far better to see how my husband was when he came home later that evening.This meant I had hours to kill and the weight of a guilty conscience ...o live with.Going from room to room, I tidied what little mess there was in the house, emptied the dishwasher and wondered how to fill the hours before my husband’s return. With no more housework to take my mind of my predicament, the answer was obvious; go to the gym for real. I was already in my gym clothes after all. Five minutes later I had. But just as his jaws was starting to bite into her mouth real good, she pulled away. She pushed him off her.”What’s the matter? I know you’re horny in that ass. Don’t fucking deny it.”Liesje looked scared.”I’m just so worried that you’re gonna tell somebody. If the other dykes find out I’ve been penetrated by a male, I’ll never get a girlfriend again.”Bob couldn’t believe it.”Oh, look in the fucking mirror. Short hair, small tits – you’re a fucking ugly homo dyke! I’m not exactly going to brag. My concerns all vanished when, approaching our bungalow, I saw him waitingat the main door. He had a bunch of red roses in his hands, and his eyesglowed with his absolute love. Before I could say anything, he gave me theflowers, then kissed me with the utmost tenderness and care. We exchangeda kiss that felt like it would last for eternity. Then he said, "Ophelia,my love, don't be worried about me. As your man, I am proud and rejoicedwith your decision to train as a good, submissive woman.. ) She thought about all of this as she was getting wetter and wetter. “JAMES” she yells through out the house as she tries to find where he is. He’s downstairs in the basement playing video games. “We can do this as long as Alice consents and we do it and no one else finds out about it.” It was a little after 3 am and Alice was laying in bed, legs spread open, her tight pink pussy was soaking wet with her juices, and you could smell the slight musky scent of her pussy because she was so turned.