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Wednesday, August 15, 2012

"What do you think of the dress, sweetie," your wife asked you, showing you the dress she was wearing to dinner with her boss.

"Fuck, what kind of message are you trying to send?"

"I don't know," she said as she twirled her hair innocently. "That he's really cute...and he's kind of special...and, well, that I hope he feels the same because I'd really, really like to fuck him."



 

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One Last Thing

Sure she's tired dinner and a movie with her boyfriend, and several hours fucking afterwards, but she doesn't want to go to sleep without letting her husband clean up...and lick her to one last orgasm for the evening.



 

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Pictures of You

Sissy likes to snap a picture of his wife and her lover, just before he fucks her, something to jerk off to when she unlocks his chastity cage once a month.

 



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Gateway

It may start with a strap-on, but it's ending with cock.

At least if his wife has anything to say about it.



 

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Saturday Night

Just another wife getting dressed for a special Saturday night date.

With her boyfriend.



 

Looks like her husband got all dressed up, too:

 



 

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Did she do it? Did she really do it?

One long inhale gave me the answer.



 

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Two Hours




"He's here," you whisper in her ear when you hear the gentle knock at the hotel room door.

"I'm scared," your wife answers, her breath quickening.

"Do you want me to tell him we've changed our minds?

"No," she says immediately, "no...do you?"

"No," you say softly, "no."

"How...how long?"

"I'll come back in two hours."

"And you promise to...you know..."

"Lick you clean? Yes...yes..."

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Looks can be deceiving

She looked like such a sweet, innocent girl, and she was, too, until she told you about that one, strange sexual fantasy she had.

The one where she dresses all pretty and sexy and goes out to the clubs.

The one where she dances with the hottest, badest, sexiest guy she can find.

The one where she goes back to his place and fucks him silly.

The one where she comes home and sits on your face and tells you all about it while you lick her clean.

Yea, she's a totally sweet girl, except for that one little thing.



 

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