A hand rubbed softly up and down my back. “I’m so proud of you,” Anne whispered. I sniffled. Then I lifted my head and opened my eyes, my tear-s...reaked face forgotten. “Proud?” I squeaked. “Proud. Very proud.” Her hands kneaded my shoulders, which felt like pure delight. “But I failed!” “Hush, silly girl. You didn’t fail. You passed with flying colors!” “I - I did? But how?” My emotions were a swirl, running on a roller-coaster, and I somehow couldn’t, didn’t want, to believe her. But looking. I was expecting him to come out of his room in jeans and sweats but he returned wearing his hair in a high ponytail. I later found out that he was wearing a piece to lengthen it then. He still wore the hoop earrings and had his make up on. He had swapped his dress for a white T-shirt or more properly, blouse, and was wearing a black leather mini skirt that barely covered him decently. His sandals had been exchanged for a pair of black leather knee high fuck me boots with a four-inch heel. Mene usse kai bar choda h ek bar toh uske mom dad bahar gaye tho nd vo akali thii maine usse puri rat choda tha vo bahut horny thi meri dusri gf ka nam muskan tha vo lambi or patli tho nd uski gandd pure school main sabse mast thi usse toh maine chood chood kar rand bana dia tha usse hafte main 2-3 bar toh chood hi deta tha meri us tym main ladkiio ke beech popular tha main kisi ko bhav nii deta tha bzz ek hi ladki meko school main sabse mst lagti thii ria vo school ki sabse jada sexy ladki thi. ”, She stopped mid way.“Yes, I love it. You have a beautiful ass”, she again covered her face.“Alright now drink it”, she went back to the cup of milk.“Wait, wait. There is a change of plans. Take off your blouse too. Lemme check whether anything else is missing”“I am wearing a bra”“Take off your blouse and show that too”, though she was acting shy, she was enjoying the show too. Which wife wouldn’t be happy to see her husband’s tool, poke through his clothes, telling her how much he loved her.