The year after I got married, my husband's sexy movie suffered from a cold marital relationship with
It became me and it became a time bomb for my quiet life. The sexy days passed without a word.
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Of course, if I went to him, I would go and it was a good relationship, but I wanted him to ask me.
Like an old man when he comes home in front of the door with
Follow my lust, hug my breast and do the gentle caress that he knew masterfully, but hesitate…. Early
I did not have much trouble and I took into account the busy schedule
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I did not find any trace. I was in a bad predicament. I wanted romantic sex the way my heart was full for him, but only from my husband and no one else. He turned away, he expected me to go away and give him alms with this procedure, but I could not even do the work of my office and I was just thinking of solving my problem. I thought of betrayal many times, but I was not doing this. I got wet. Sometimes our relationship came once every 6 months. I was upset on both sides. …. Until the night when I found your site because of lust and desire, and I satisfied myself by reading stories and seeing photos, and this became my daily job. And now. How good and enjoyable it was. A week later, a new thought came to my mind. I started learning things that men enjoy in their relationship, and I wrote them down. I bought all the sexy clothes myself, all the cosmetics and creams and…. I took and spent many days and hours on my own beauty and on the shape of my body and I became more and more desirable day by day. On the promised day, I turned my heart to the sea. I wore sexy perfume without shorts, sexy body lotion and… and when my husband Rocanapé was asleep, I went to a corner and sat down as my body touched him, but I did not go to him, but I caressed his hair with the fingers of my hand, slowly towards his chest. I went to her and stroked her chest hair. After a few minutes, her tightened head came out and her lustful lips wanted my motivation. I did not hesitate either. Sometimes I pushed him a little more, his eyes closed and a soft moan came from him. I had more pleasure. I went to her lips skillfully (with the help of new information from your site), kissed her, sucked her and she sucked me lovingly. I reached for her penis. I kissed him, he was doing well, I wanted him to remember the good old days again. Wow, I had not seen him so big and thick in these few times. Wow, it was spectacular. I was wet from the intensity of lust and wanting. I was wet. My chest was tight, but now, it was not the right time. . And this time I went to his buttocks. He was sleeping like that. I was or I learned from an erotic site. I did it slowly. His tongue opened slowly. Why did you not want and see me like this before? I did not, and my pride prevented me from seeing what he wanted from me. He had reached the stage of satisfaction again and I let him go on his own. He took off my clothes for me in love. He touched me. Wow, I felt so weightless. A few years away from sex, he had made me an insect. He whispered a friendship in my ear. I believed him. His tongue was moving in my ear so much that I felt the depth of my ear. Slowly he approached my paradise, I felt either in my sleep or I was dead because I was not in this world, my whole head was in my paradise, I was satisfied with the intensity of sucking and licking, for the fourth time with a tremor, was it me, God ???? What night is it tonight? The night of the banquet of two people who were together but far apart. He continued upwards. I really wanted him. We slept completely on top of each other. Our breaths were together. But the pain of sweetness came to life again. It was beautiful for me to go up and down in every way. Gradually, I became warmer and warmer. We were both completely satisfied. I tore the best reception from my love and tore my body and thanked God hundreds of times that I did not betray this pure man of my life, a man who could not express his heart's desire to me and just sank into his lock. Months have passed but we are still one body I do whatever he wants with love for him and so does he.
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