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“You have no idea how delicious your fear is to me, wife. I need to lick the pretty pussy you’re hiding under those ladylike clothes. Does your cunt taste as sweet as your fear smells?”
“Are you telling me,” Allerick said slowly, carefully collecting up my drawings and setting them on the nightstand, “that you have been wet and wanting since our wedding, wife?”
“Come to me, wife.”