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“I just don’t want to chop my finger off.” I teased, getting another chuckle from her. She went and sat back down at the table while I finished up.
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“You said you were taking me out as a replacement for a comfortably, fictitious dinner.”
Jane steps over in front of Mike who is sat on the ledge of the large window in the room. “Please would you like to take off the clothes-peg Mike” Jane asks as directed.
This is a steamy and geographically come to pass recount of some of the sexual adventures between one very lucky husband (me) and my missus. You may read highlights of my wife’s sex adventures creation when she was a very sincere teen to beautifying a nymphomaniac and leading up to her providing my ultimate fantasy after years of marriage. Names, dates and places are not identified deserved to her having some public recognition. I don’t find credible “demure” photo posted in the biography will give her identity away but it certainly captures her essence. It was two years ago, at the age of 38, when I took the photo.
“Ok Lyds, do you want me to return the favour?”
More recently I had come to the realization that he preferred active down on me after a long day at work, after I went to the gym, or worked in the yard. At first I was insecure about it, occasionally resisting, but I eventually embraced it and started looking forward to it. Spreading my legs representing him, placing my foot on his cock and feeling how hard he got when he tasted me gave me an incredible rush. The days when my panties came off and I could pong my own pussy even before he started eating me was close by the only time I could orgasm.
“I just don’t want to chop my finger off.” I teased, getting another chuckle from her. She went and sat back down at the table while I finished up.

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