“I’m just wondering if you’d like to have a tit fuck when we get home.” When she saw the look of bewilderment on his face, Jess lowered her vo...ce. “I told you, I’ve been watching a lot of porn in the last year. I know a lot of things now I didn’t know back when we got married.”“I guess you’ve learned a lot while I had my head stuck in company business,” he said with a sigh.“That’s true,” she whispered, “But you are the one to reap the rewards. Unlike some wives who think it would be awful to. He sent in ten different puns, in the hope that at least one of the puns would win.Unfortunately, no pun in ten did. A doctor made it his regular habit to stop off at a bar for a hazelnut daiquiri on his way home. The bartender knew of his habit, and would always have the drink waiting at precisely 5:03 p.m. One afternoon, as the end of the work day approached, the bartender was dismayed to find that he was out of hazelnut extract. Thinking quickly, he threw together a daiquiri made with. We discussed our family ‘cover story’ over the meal, and it became a humorous event as we all took turns promoting ridiculous alternate histories for ourselves. Eventually we settled on the simplest, the most obvious and closest to the truth. Our moms were a couple who simply chose to both have artificial fertilization at the same time.“The complainers will have to deal with the lesbian aspect,” Melissa announced. “I’m not sleeping in a different room for some hateful people.”It was good to see. It seemed to take a long time but I finally licked my way to the top of that large symbol of male dominance. As I slathered the knob atop his throbbing shaft with my tongue he smiled and said, "You're doing better than I thought you would bitch. Maybe I won't have to beat you again after all, at least, not for a while. I don't doubt that you'll fuck up eventually. Your head is too screwed up for you to come around this quick. But that's okay. I'll do whatever it takes to make a good bitch out.