Furthermore, they planned to watch me from a distanceto make sure that I continued to shake my ass and walklike a sissy - nice and slow so that all th... neighborscould get a good look. How humiliating! And what wouldmy mother say!Although everything was a bit of a blur, I do remembersome of the humiliating comments the neighbors made asI wiggled my way home: "Nice ass, Baby!" and "I toldyou he was a queer," shall forever be imprinted in mymemory. Even a little boy on his bike called out to. You kept your end of the deal and now it’s my turn to keep mine. This is my decision. I want to accept you as my lover and husband and enjoy the sexual gratification with you. So to start with I have bought you a pair of new clothes. So go and get ready and I will also get ready first.’He went inside and I went to another room. We were ready and I came out in the silk sari and he in the marriage dress.‘As you married me last year but I didn’t accept you as my lover then. So today I agree to be. He’d been working so hard and really needed to sleep, I just couldn’t be that self-centered. As I pulled myself from the warmth of our bed, I glanced at the clock. It was just past midnight, I’d only been asleep for about an hour. The French doors to the balcony were open and a warm breeze wafted over me, scented with the night blooming flowers I’d planted when we first moved into our dream home. I pulled my white silk robe around me and followed the fragrance onto the moonlight-drenched. Up and down his shaft she ran her lips, several times, letting the tension drain fully from him. Her tongue grazed on the tip of his cock, diligently licking him clean. Finally he let him slip from her mouth. “That was incredible,” he whispered, still panting from his exertions. “That was just the beginning, Mike,” she replied breathily in a voice that made his loins twitch with desire. She reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. The straps slithered down.