The continuation of the life of a sissy-wife...

The next couple of months were filled with mental experiences and sensual pleasures, which made you perform routine tasks almost reflexively.

Daily conflicting thoughts and memories of your father clashed again and again with evidence of Kael's love for you.

Every day, when Kael returned from hunting or a trip to one of the nearby settlements, he fucked your tender holes with unflagging passion and tenderness, which seemed to enjoy such penetrations more and more with each passing day.

Over time, you were forced to acknowledge the obvious: sex with Kael was the best sex of your life; the need for this sex became irresistible to your body and soul...

Yes...

Despite your shame, you had to admit it. You became addicted to this passionate sex...

The role of a passive, feminized sissy girl became organic and natural for you.

However, it wasn't just sex that mattered...

Regular conversations with Kael influenced your perception of the situation and your thought patterns...

He told you about many horrors of the Wastelands, the existence of which you had never even suspected.

Fear mingled with gratitude in your soul for the man who, despite all these dangers, promised to protect you as his wife.

Of course, you continued to argue with him about the importance of finding your missing father.

Kael even partially accommodated your arguments: after learning (from you) approximate coordinates, he traveled to places where your father might be. Because of this, Kael was gone for almost a week (which left you so worried you cried inconsolably at night) and returned with more wounds on his body.

"Rubbish... It just scratches... If I have a few more scars on my body, that's even better... After all, a guy's scars are what a cute girls, like you, love, sweet J!" - he said with a laugh, but you saw the suppressed pain in his eyes as your fingers, slightly trembling from nervousness, applied healing ointments to the wounds on his broad, muscular chest.

Regarding the search for your father, Kael said that the situation in this area was becoming increasingly dangerous: he had several firefights with large gangs of raiders (it seemed those bastards had started to unite for some reason); he also once had to sneak beside a squad of cannibals-supermutants.

These factors make the theory of your father's death increasingly likely...

However, the day Kael returned wasn't only associated with such sad stories.

The night of his return...

After treating Kael's wounds, you voluntarily knelt down and began passionately sucking his large cock, trying to swallow the entire mass of hot male flesh.

The gag reflex, the musky scent emanating from his cock, the scent of sweaty, hairy balls...

You selflessly sucked his large, hard cock...

Male's flesh heated with lust...

A storm of emotions ran through your head: lustful desire for this man mixed with guilt over the fact that he almost died because of his attempt to somehow satisfy your desire and obtain information about your father's fate.

"Kael almost died because of me! I could have been left all alone in this cruel world! How could I have been such a stupid idiot?! I almost lost the only man who truly loves me!" - these were the fragments of thoughts in your head as you diligently performed a deep-throat blowjob.

When a stream of hot cum flooded your throat, you, of course, swallowed it all like a good girl should...

But the fun that night didn't stop with a blowjob.

Unbridled passion engulfed you both...

The cowgirl position in sex was something new for you – yet, without any coercion, you impaled your ass on his cock and seductively twerked your plump buttocks.

More streams of cum...

Inside your viscera, that hot, thick, real man's cum felt so overwhelmingly pleasurable that you experienced multiple orgasms.

Fine streams of clear liquid squirted from your tiny weewee one after another.

Falling asleep in your man's arms, you felt peace and pleasure in every inch of your body.

And the next day, something happened that profoundly affected your mental state...

In the morning, you woke up and didn't feel the metal slave-collar around your neck!

Kael was preparing food at that moment and, turning around with a smile, said, looking at your nearly naked, feminine body lying on the bed: "Tomorrow I'll deliver a little more scrap metal to sell at the nearest settlement..."

Feeling tears streaming from your large, beautiful green eyes, you threw yourself at him with surprising speed...

After a flurry of passionate kisses and heated embraces, you leaned your large titties on the dining table and seductively thrust out your plump, bubble butt.

"Fuck me, honey... Please... I need it so much right now..." - you said in a thin, girlish voice, turning around and looking at your man with such a feminine gaze from your large eyes that the sight alone gave Kael a powerful erection.

His strong hands grabbed your buttocks and powerfully impaled your ass on his large, hard cock. Ecstasy coursed through your entire body...

You immediately began rhythmically moving your butt toward your lover...

Lover?

Or husband?

In your mind, the realization that Kael truly loved you was complemented by something else...

Love for Kael blossomed in your soul...

He had done so much for you...

He had risked so much for you...

Love for this man flared up like a flame in your soul...

You fallen in love...

The gaze of your emerald-green eyes seemed to emanate passionate love for Kael, and he clearly reciprocated...

All day long, you and Kael fucked, oblivious to the world and enjoying only each other.

You'd practiced deep-throat blowjobs many times, learning to almost completely suppress your gag reflex.

You sucked on large, sweaty, hairy balls.

You felt the pleasure of strong, muscular male hands, kneading your soft, large breasts and gently pinching your sensitive nipples.

Your wet, squelching anal cunt had gotten used to the penetration of that large, hard cock and enjoyed every inch of hot male flesh.

Your tiny cocklet squirted with love again and again, signaling your next sissygasm.

Oh... so much cum had entered your insides...

Your twitching, stretched, gaping anal hole was well inseminated.

"Cute girl... You are so beautiful... My lovely wife... I love you so much, sweet J!" - flow of such tender phrases continued unabated as Kael fucked and caressed your body for hours on end.

Your body and mind were so relaxed that all unpleasant thoughts seemed to evaporate.

Falling asleep that night, hugging Kael's hot, muscular body, you whispered in his ear: "I love you, my husband..."

He responded with a long, passionate kiss that sent shivers down your spine...

You slowly drifted off to sleep, feeling happiness...

Thoughts of your past and the search for your father were pushed to the distant periphery of your consciousness...