Wo mujhse pyaar b nahi krte ab to. Roz aa k daru p k so jate h. Mera pyaar krne ka mann hota h to co-operate nahi krte h, me kehti hu aap polo kha lo ...is se kissing me mu se smell naa aaye to nahi mante. Smoke krte rehte h, pure room me dhua ho jata h..mera sar dukhta h or me bedroom se bahar chali jati hu.Wo ye sab btate hue kafi emotional ho rahi thi. Uski baato me dard jhalak raha tha. Unki baato se pta chal raha ki kitna kuch jhel rahi h bechari. Mene kaha aap unhe chor kyun ni deti to wo. ”Tonight. There's promise in the word, and she wonders if he knows more about her than she thinks.But she lets the question go in order to focus on cleaning his cock. She has always loved having a dick in her mouth, and she can't wait until he lets her suck him.And then she's alone with nothing more than the promise of tonight.* * *The party is everything Tamra had feared it would be. Her husband's boss – an obese matron with daddy issues – wears a flouncy square-dancing skirt and a white. It must be a female thing because I couldn't imagine my grabbing her arm like that. I don't know how it came to happen, but we seemed to be waiting for our first date before doing anything more than arm grabbing. We never discussed it; it just happened that way. I found that quite strange as I would've thought I'd be uncontrollably eager, especially the "uncontrollable" and the "eager" parts. Instead I didn't even think to question waiting for Friday night. That didn't stop me anticipating. Here I stood, a man that use tobe close to 200 hundred pounds of lean muscle and now I was down to 170pounds of very lean and to be quite frank, skinny little arms, legs,and Hell, my whole body seemed to have shrunk and the constant wearingof corsets had actually pulled my hips in and with the hormones that Inow realized she had truly been giving me my hips were flared, the bodyhair, what little I had seemed to have disappeared and what I saw wasme, actually me, with this small feminine body,.