HIS SECRET WIFE
I wanted to rip my hair out, our bodies moving together, desperate for each thrust, wanting more, drooling for more.
“My beautiful pink fat pussy,”
Yes! Yes! It was fat, it was beautiful, and it was his just like me. I was his fat beautiful wife and he loved me as I was, messy and all.
His kisses spoke for him, his gentle deep strokes spoke for him. He was in this; body, heart, and soul.
“Storm….” I could never have him close enough. I needed us to be like this every single hour of every single day.
Each stroke sent waves of pleasure rippling, the next sweeter than the last.
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