I met Xavier online many years ago. He lived in another part of the world, and at first I was not sure whether we would really connect. We exchanged ordinary messages for a couple of weeks. Then one night I asked him if he liked oral. “Do you like oral?” I typed. “Yes,” he answered. “Do you?” “Yes.” “Giving and receiving?” “Yes,” I wrote back. That single exchange changed everything. He asked to see me naked. I showed him my breasts, full and soft, already shaped by gravity and the children I had breastfed. He wanted to see my ass next. I stood, turned, and opened my cheeks so he could look at my asshole. My pussy was thick with dark hair. I had never shaved it. One evening he asked about my fantasies. “Tell me what you want,” he said. “I want to try two men at once,” I answered. “And I want to try a woman too.” “I might be able to arrange that,” he told me. I visited him a few times. We got married. The sex was always intense. Every time he fucked me I squirte
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