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My husband is ripped to shreds. And thick with it. Uhh. Daddy? questions my brain.
With women, problems need to be solved with words.
“Can you please try and piece together what you’re feeling and communicate it to me?”
You are his wife,
Great. A crush on my husband is the absolute last thing I need.
I’m obsessed with eating her out. And I’ve never even gotten the opportunity.
“I’m driving my wife.”
“If you don’t like it, then stop being my dream girl.”
“You don’t have to stop me from looking at anyone but you, because I don’t want to look in the first place. Put parental controls on my phone, my laptop, block porn sites. Track my location. Lock my dick in a cage. I’ll do whatever it takes to make you realize I’m not going anywhere. I’m staying right here. I’ll make you feel secure until you realize it’s only ever going to be you.”
“My wife is fucking soaked.”
I fucking fall in love with her. I mean it. I fall dead in love with my wife, because laughing with her when we’re this intimate is the most perfect thing imaginable.
I would have kept right on loving you until you came home to me.”
that’s life when you’re obsessed with your wife.
