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Before I did a bit too much, if it still hurts, my wife will take the medicine I keep in the drawer. Oh yes, I cooked porridge and squeezed orange juice in the fridge for my wife. The wife is hungry, right? The wife goes downstairs to get porridge to reheat. Love you." She smiled suddenly, put the paper on the table and opened the cabinet. It is true that there are drugs. She turned her face over and was about to take two pills when she saw the message. "Take one pill, the wife is planning to take two pills, right?" She laughed, took a pill and shook her head.

With my wife. I love how she blushes whenever i call her 'wife'. I love how she puts love in her cooking. I love how she can made a room shine just by being in it. And i love the feel of her small hand in mine. Looking at her pale cheeks, I've always known how beautiful she is. From day one, i saw a beautiful woman but i was blinded by revenge to actually see her as anything more than a pretty face. No. My wife is not just a pretty face. She has a pretty heart too. Her past lets me know that she has a very troubled part of her life she doesn't wish to share. But in time, I'll know all there is to know about her.

"And I promise, you will never have a reason to regret this decision." Damon chuckled darkly. Call him stupid, but he already regretted the marriage, and everything in between, even down to this conversation they were having. Giving the woman hope of a blissful marriage that might never actually exist. Wasn't he just a sore loser? "Well, getting over those sore talks, would you hurry up and come make me a nice little breakfast?" He held her waist, and put his chin on her shoulder. Riya giggled at his behavior. "Of course. It's my duty as your wife to satisfy all your desires." She pledged.

Amar embraces the innocent body of the wife he loves so much. “A bastard-turned-into a man who loves his wife and son dearly. There is no bastard anymore, there is the greatest husband that Axelina Pearl has. Lucky woman who has a great man in her life,” said Axelina, looking into Amar's eyes. A gaze filled with sincere love that emanated from Axelina's eyes. Amar was really touched to hear what his wife said for him.

“I hope you’re not bored with this every day. I was embarrassed actually, but how else I could do,everything be different? The consequence I have to accept is that I was the one who uncovered it. This blonde haired woman took a deep breath and smiled at the man beside her. Her fingers, which were polished with nude nail polish, were placed on her husband’s hand. “Nick, calm down. You don’t have to feel bad for me. This is your real daily life. As a wife, I should accompany you and do my duty,” She answered in a soft tone. “Are you okay with my activities like this? Aren’t you bored?” The woman shook her head. “As long as you are by my side, everything will be fine.” The young man kissed his

She says, smiling at them. “This is my wife. Now you can give her all your praises.” Edward said, sounding very pleased. “The party was so beautifully decorated, and I’m honoured ro have experienced being surrounded by such non living beauty, even if the abstract art seem to come to life sometimes.” “Oh really? The pleasure was and still is mine, Mrs Shaw, thank you very much.” Edward’s wife says with a large smile to Natalia and sends a cropped version of her original smile to Wendy. Natalia, noticing the tension quickly speaks up. “My husband is waiting for us. We have to go.” She smiles.

He took just two steps forward and then the footsteps coming from the stairs held him back. "Hello Handsome" his pretty wife said standing at the 8th stair. Mr Loverboy turned to his wife and he was all Wow! What a beauty! He looked at her carefully from her head to her feet and he just couldn't stop thanking God for such a beauty in his life. The red dress fitted in very well on her curvy body, a kind of body shape we normally call figure eight. Her seducing legs stood erect in those silver stileto. Her sparkling eyes all Dazzling at the same time. Her luscious lips, was all inviting with the red lipstick, her beautiful hair.... He is just so blessed to have such a Queen in his life.

Everything swirls and I lean on King Harvey to breathe. “It is so nice to be loved, isn’t it? Werewolf husbands are very loving.” The King of the East’s wife says. Her yellow flowing dress gives her away. She offers a manicured green taloned hand at me, and I bow my head as I shake her hand. She smiles. “Y-yes, King Harvey is very, very…excellent.” The words escape me as my fears swallow me. The King of the East claps King Harvey on the shoulder and grins truly. “Come, come, let us talk of our last war!”

He momentarily froze, seeing his wife on the bed, reading an erotic book while wearing only a lace dress that showed everything underneath. It was always like this; his manhood would stiffen at the mere sight of her. She smirked and put the book away, then gestured with her finger for him to come over. He did, and she grabbed the towel from his waist. It was exactly what he had in mind; his wife became bolder every day, and their relationship continued to bloom.

I just nodded at her and went straight to our room to call my wife. When I entered our room I saw my wife sleeping peacefully. I went to the side of the bed and I sat down quietly. I look at my wife’s beautiful and peaceful face. My wife. I love you so so much. I fix her hair and touch her face. I gently caresses her face. I love you wife so much. I slowly brought my face closer to her. I moved my lips closer to her. I closed my eyes while I let my lips touch her lips.