I have these fantasies. Fantasies of my husband being just the opposite of the way he is. Coming home and seeing that the beds are unmade, knowing I'v... been doing nothing all day, and really giving me hell for it. Screaming at me for being a lazy, selfish cunt who sits around all day and jerks off and does nothing but take care of her own needs. And then really punishing me for it."Another drag as she looked at me, searching for my reaction."Pretty freaky, right?" she asked."Each to her own," I. ” he asked.“How do I know whats a fucking pair?” I asked.“Any two, they’re all fucking rejects,” he laughed, “One big and one little is always a fucking laugh.”I found two much the same.“Good choice, Fucking French, explode above about 6000 fucking feet!” he laughed as he slurped PVA glue over them.“Fucking hard bit, You let the bladder down and I’ll ram the fucking tit in.” Nobby said.It went like clockwork, fucking bladder out and fucking tit in, couldn’t have took more than ten minutes.“Fuck. They say online dating agencies are the future of romances, lonely men and women seeking partners, only its instantaneous, a short introduction, a date, then sexual fulfillment, for me, it all happened on the first night, I was as eager as he was, but strangely he enjoyed my domineering streak, and I found added pleasure in control, we made sex, not love, and a lot of noise, then I saw him, thin, pale, with a mop of shock blond hair, naked, his lithe body and small penis, erect from our. Next he would gently pull his underwear down so he could feel her panties with his dick, and he would begin to gently slide it across her panties. On one occasion the sensation was so intense he eventually got brave enough to gently pull her panties down so he could feel the soft skin of her pretty little butt against his dick. Gradually as his pre-cum began to flow freely he gently put his knees on either side of her and laid as lightly as he could trying not to wake her up as he would glide.