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At that moment, I could not reach Snow no matter how many times I called. I was so anxious that I even turned to the internet. I hoped to find a reasonable solution. Then, I saw a video of Snow wearing a camisole and washing clothes at another man’s place. I looked at the caption. [Dinner is over. My boss took great care of me. If I had a wife like her, I would want nothing more.] The video had been posted just three minutes earlier. Three minutes ago, the hospital told us we had arrived on the wrong day for the appointment, and Richard had swung his cane at me.

pero siyempre naaasiwa parin siya lalo at hindi naman niya gaanong kilala ang asawa. Brix on the other hand feels like he was in an oven. Beads of sweat rolled on his chest the moment he saw his naked wife, especially when he touched her pinkish twin peaks. But he tried hard to hold on, and savor this intimate moment with his wife. Then he carried her to the bathroom. He turned on the shower instead of using the bathtub that he prepared earlier. He bathed her using his palm, rubbing the liquid soap all over her body, and took so long to rub the soft spot in between her legs.

she said, braving all the tumult that pressed on her buttocks as she clutched onto the side of the bath, unable to slip due to the slippery bathtub floor. He was still pounding in back there, and his expression was so animated that it appeared as if he had a lot of energy stored up. "Akh! My wife is wonderful!" He yelled, accompanied by a satisfied grunt that spilled into the water with the soap foam. "I'll get a junior as soon as I can!" He laughed as he pinched his wife's buttocks. "Tsk, you money-grubbing spouse!" She growled, slightly irritated. He brought his head closer and crouched on top of his wife's body which slowly started to collapse and sank into the pool of water. "Are you sti

She was helping the best she could with her legs; I could feel her heels digging in with each downstroke. I turned off the water. She leaned forward and clung to me. I opened the shower door and stepped out, turning on the overhead heating bulb. Cheryl was just walking into the bedroom with a breakfast tray of snacks and juice. What a thoughtful wife, I thought. She smiled at us through the bathroom door, placing the tray on the foot of the bed, and grabbing a beach towel from the linen closet, came in and started rubbing us dry. "So, did you two love birds have fun?" she asked, reaching up to dry Denise between the legs.

"Can I even slouch? Princesses don't slouch, right?" "Babe, you're fine." He winked. "Now, let's get into the tub and enjoy the jacuzzi and steam in this freezing weather." She followed him and undressed. Then, she dipped into the jacuzzi. She stared at her husband, waiting for him to undress to see what he looked like in the cold. "What?" he asked as he stopped pushing down his pants. "Nothing." She looked away and pushed her shoulders down so her mouth was covered by bubbles.

A third followed right after. Funny how he keeps telling you he has nothing to hide... while his wife spends her life locked inside a psychiatric hospital. Ask him why no one was allowed to know she existed. Shock slammed into me like a wave. I sank onto the edge of the bed, the phone still warm in my hand, trembling slightly as if it no longer belonged to me. Nathaniel had a wife. I said it again in my head, slower this time, like repeating it might make it turn into something else.

After that we decided to go swimming and do some activities offered on the island. We went back to our room feeling exhausted. We just cuddle. We're too tired to do some other naughty things. We decided to watch a movie while cuddling. "I want to see you wife like that." Maru said. "What?" "Like the girl in that movie, get jealous and be possessive." “Weren’t you feel like your being choked?”

They went to take some ice cream and ate dinner while making jokes around. Thirty minutes into her bath, the door opened showing her drowsy husband in his sweatpants. He gave her a once over then gaze back to her eyes seeing it shine under the shower. The glass shower is left open so he could see her complete figure, she is never insecure about herself. She gave him a lopsided smile, he knew something was wrong with her. And if what he knows about his wife is anything to go by, then she is having trouble accepting what is going to happen soon.

She gave her a hard slap on the ass, and commanded, "Get in there, Missy! It's time you washed all this cum and sweat off me! You've made quite a mess!" My cock was back to full size and stiffness from just watching the hot kissing and tit sucking, and I was slowly stroking it to get another charge of cum building in my balls. When I saw that my usually-passive wife was going to be the dominant one in this shower scene, I knew I wouldn't have any trouble, at all, blowing another big load for her to see when she watched our video. I was sorry that Lana wasn't here to enjoy it, and to jerk off her cute clamshell pussy for Holly, too.

Five Years Later I stand in the bathroom with my hands pressed to the shower glass. It's fogged up, but not so much that I can't see my wife inside. Naked and dripping wet and five months pregnant. As she rinses the shampoo from her hair, suds run down her swollen tits in rivulets, over the swell of her belly, vanishing into the folds of her perfect pussy below.