Every Night You Dream That You Talk To A Genie, When You Wake Up You Can't Remember What You Wished For.
Every night you dream that you talk to a genie, when you wake up you can't remember what you wished for. One morning you wake up with a giant crab pincer replacing your right arm. What do you do?
Thank all the deities that, this day, I did not wake up with morning wood!
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I’ll help you dress so he has a lovely gift to unwrap. Tell me all about it when you get home tonight? Are you coming home tonight?
The look on my wife Darcy’s face when she realized the thigh high stockings and stilettos were the only clothes I wanted her to wear at the party tonight.
Not nearly enough
Me: I guess your affair with Steven is no longer a secret.
Her: I’m sorry, I didn’t know he was sending that to you.
Me: How long?
Her: 3 months. Will you forgive me? I’ll come right home! Please let me come home! It’s over with him!
Me: It’s over with us too!
Her: Nooooooo!!!! Please let me make it up to you!
Me: Where are your rings? (Looking at them in her jewelry box on her dresser.)
Her: … … … … … … …
Me: [Block this caller.]
She’s amazing
Cause I’m really starting to think about it a lot lately…
I love when my wife spreads her legs for me, she loves it more when she does it for Tommy’s soccer coach. I kinda love that too.
She went to her best friends wedding. He was a friend of the groom. They dined, they drank, they danced, then they fucked! Friday and Saturday night, she didn’t sleep alone (she hardly slept at all!). She came home late Sunday afternoon. She confessed as we made love Sunday night. Then we fucked hard twice more as she revealed more details of her affair with him.
Since the wedding, she’s met with him twice on different business trips. He rough fucks her for hours at a time. The last time, she had to send him away! He was keeping her up too late she almost ruined a presentation. . . .
She hates her sister (my wife) and sends me these selfie’s inviting me to “cum to her room, once the bitch is asleep.” I’m only so strong and have to admit, I’ve visited her several times! She’s amazing, energetic, enthusiastic, and several other adjectives that describe her performance in bed. But, at the end of the day, she is selfish. She doesn’t realize, I’ve never cum with her! She gets off then loses interest, and I go back to our room and make love to my wife (who is naked and waiting for me.). My wife often leads me to her door, kisses me tenderly and gently pushes me in her room. Often I’m met with her vitriol, “Don’t you ever knock? You fucking pervert!” “Well you’re the one fucking the pervert!” She smiles seductively, slides down on her bed, she opens her arms to me, and spreads her legs….
Little sister isn’t getting away with anything. My wife knows who she is, and why their parents kicked her out. She has learned to control the powerful urges that once controlled her. Urges that had her sneaking out late at night in the nude where she would go to the neighbors house and skinny dip in their pool. Often joined by one or more of the neighbors. Didn’t matter who, over time, she was with everyone in that family, father, sons, mother, and daughter!
My wife understands that sharing me with her sister isn’t a threat to our marriage. I love her like you should love your sister in law, there’s just an additional physical component to our relationship. I don’t know how long this will last. Since the sharing began, she hasn’t tried to sneak out once. We recognize the signs of her physical needs emerging and I am sent to satisfy the teen beast. And I am dedicated to insuring her well being.
