It was on a Saturday morning, just after my 25th birthday and 7th marriage anniversary. The air’s crisp scent was pregnant with seasonal change, The...new velvet green leaf canopy of Sycamore trees at the Stanford Mall heralded change. The new green grass carpet of the Diablo Range’s distant hills augured tectonic change.Under the portents of change, we met.I held a pair of shoes selected for hubby in a men’s shoe store and felt a presence behind me. I turned. He stood a shoe rack row away,. Trina:I have had many requests from guys to instruct them on how to find a wife like Trina. I don't know if it is something you can recreate. All I can do is tell how it happened to me. She is and has always been "My Fantasy Girl".Just a dream come true. We met 30 years ago. At the time My only interest was to get a piece of that. WRONG!!It took me forever to get her to give it up. She was very inexperienced, but FUCK what a body. I wish We did not have to stay incognito. She has the face and. .... ......2 and half hours later, Mark returns home to find the house quiet. He makes his way up the stairs and into his bedroom where he finds his wife, and Tina, laid on his bed.He looks at them both for a few moments before taking off his shoes and making his way over.His wife is laid on the right, facing him. Her eyes are closed and her breathing is deep. She was always a deep sleeper. Tina is laid with her back to him, her bum slightly jutting out with her knees pulled towards her. This seemed to become a battle between Sven and the client/Master. The question was who would win and who would break. A weak point in Sven's defense was the big piercing in the tip of his penis, which made it top-heavy. This was not a very stable construction.The Master took the whip and lashed towards Sven, who was squatting rather instable with the giant rubber dildo in his ass. The first blow on his penis caused him to cry out loud, one clamp came off and he nearly lost his equilibrium..