It’s only him. I roll on my side. With one leg straight between his legs I lift my other up to his shoulder so he is directly thrusting against my g...spot. Instantly the storm is swelling, building quickly, my breath catches. “Oh my god harder, please more, your cock feels so good. Please.” I grab onto his wrists. Pussy quivers against his hard shaft with every lunge, I can’t stop it. I grab his wrists, I scream in elation. My toes curl, I bite my lip to try to hold it, I don’t want to let it. The rules are hard and fast and I haven't fucked or even tasted my wife's pussy unless it was dripping with other's ejaculate since long before we were married. Our sex life has gradually emasculated me and a couple of Tina's lovers have entertained themselves by feminizing me. I have never objected and have come to enjoy it.The title of this story was inspired by a telephone conversation between Tina and a nameless guy who had been given her phone number by a bartender. I was voyeuristically. She used to reply positively.One day i proposed her and she accepted.From that day we used to roam in college together and used to chat till late night.Gradually our chats became more intense,we started having sex chats,she used to have a great orgasm during our sex chat.I didnt knew she was so horny that she only asked me for sex.I was on cloud ninth as i was about to loose my virginity. So I planned about our meeting.I live in a flat so place is a no issue.Till then we were never physical. Slave only saw Pig nowa few times a day. Pig had to get up at 6am to go off and clean toiletsat service stations. Most of the time, the toilets were filthy and disgusting.Worst was when there was a toilet that was backed up with shit and toiletpaper. The only way pig could get it out would be to reach down to herelbow and pull the shit out with her hands. Pig wore thick yellow latexgloves. Having been shit on by many lovers and strangers, Pig did not findthe job that repulsive. But do to the.