honey, I’m so confused about this whole new gaydar thing that’s come up.

how do people just know?

honey, I remember back when you insisted I be so gay for you.

now it’s all for me.

honey, it’s obvious what a pussy I’ve become when we both know how that curve will hit me just right.

alright honey, what did your friends write on there.

and where are they going.

look honey, if I pull it back it makes a nice, smooth pussy mound.

honey, does this make me look gay?

yes honey, I guess the role reversal is complete.

honey, at some point — I don’t remember when — it became my role to be the flexible one.

nice that all those yoga classes are finally paying off.  and the cute yoga pants too, I guess.  I get tons of looks. *blush*

honey, even though you don’t get undressed anymore at least you whisper gently in my ear…

of him.

honey, it really says something about our sex life when you don’t even bother to undress anymore.

honey, it just happens.  no matter how soft, fem and pretty they are there comes a point where they just flip me over and I end up the one on the bottom.

am I that much of a pussy?  hey, I’m being serious here.  why is this funny.

yes honey, but I won’t let you swallow.

honey, find me a hunk I can kiss as deeply as he presses into me.

honey, I didn’t have to question my sexuality.

you did it for me.

honey, you never knew this but I came when moments later I realized his balls were pressing into my ass.

and that he was deliberately doing it.  mmm…my nipples have never been more erect.