She spoke about the last time she had her own room at home before she married. I remember then that it was out of bounds to me; well until we became e...gaged anyway, and even then she had to leave the door open. Jane made it quite clear that this room would be out of bounds to me and that she even planned to put a lock on the door. It seemed absurd; we were a married couple but we were no ordinary married couple. Ours was a cuckold relationship where the wife, though married, could live like a. Ana cried in pleasure, almost choking on my cock as I rammed it in and out of her mouth. Feeling that rubber dildo going in and out of her wet cunt, she soon had at least two consecutive orgasms, in less than ten minutes…After a third wild orgasm, I pulled out the dildo, being surprised at the amount of fluids dribbling out of her pussy. As Ana lay there, trying to recover her normal breath, I made up some excuse, going out to the alley to get Claus. He smiled to me and said he had watched me. Of course, there's been quite a few times I've topped, or been the more masculine of the two in the relationship. Of course, that all changed when I met "Melissa" I put her name in quotes because she was born a boy also. But she has spent most of her life living as a girl. And is actually on hormone replacement therapy. And what you could call a transsexual. We met and hit it off pretty well. A shapely sexually confident woman. With a cock. What more could you ask for? Anyway. As our. Though I think it should be the beginning of April, as Chaucer and Eliot and Dylan Thomas point out."Cras amet qui nunquam amavit; quique amavit cras amet. Ver novum, ver jam canorurn, vere natus orbis est; Vere concordant amores, vere nubunt alites, Et nemus comam resolvit de maritis imbribus. Cras amorum copulatrix inter umbras arborum..."Are you bonkers?" Over you. 'Come, kiss me Kate ... for Wednesday we'll be wed'!" Petruchio says 'Sunday'." Rachel was laughing."It doesn't quite fit. But.