A good wife understands she is a filthy whore and serves her husband. She does not disrespect him by looking him in the eyes. She never says no. She takes it in all 3 holes whenever he wants no matter what she is doing she must drop it. She never questions her husband even if he is wrong and she knows it-she still sees it as truth and believes what he says....
She stood before me, eyeing me up and down shaking her head. "So this is what really turns you on, hey?" she said mockingly as she slowly ran her fingernails over my cock through the lacy panties she had told me to wear. "Look at you getting all excited but your dicky is so small it can't even escape from those panties!" She laughed as she turned on her heel...
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