She was just saying. “I love this, I love. Mmmmmmmmmmmm………uuuuuhhhhhhh. I love you. Ya kiss it , bite it , eat it , eat it dear eat it. Today ... am your bitch, fuck me hard till I would cry, mwahwahwah……..Mmmmmmmm”Then I got down so I pulled of her pant and panty, then I ask her in a royal style “can I eat this tasty dish” . She replied, “this body is yours, you can do everything you can. You are my husband and I am your wife .”so at first I smelled the pussy area , she was 19 but had shaved her. We have spent half our lives together -- albeit there have been some lengthy breaks before we got married.We love each other dearly, but since almost the very beginning one thing was clear. Even though I didn't know what a cuckold was, I was going to be a cuckold - whether with her, or someone else. She was always above what I should get, but we hit it off. She loved guys, loved to make out, and loved everything about sex. Our relationship was always perfect, except for the sex. Even then, and. Her adoptive parents were very strict and very religious and they used to beat her daily when she was very young, they told her that they were beating the Devil out of her but they never beat their biological son who also used to beat her and treated her like a slave rather than an step sister.Melanie writes down all the details leading up to their deaths followed by their names she then turns on the internet and goes to a porn site where amateurs can post their live sex videos. A half hour. ..get...your...vibe," he repeats, not quite as gently. I love when he becomes dominant and yank the nightstand drawer open grabbing my vibrator. “I have it,” I respond, getting more aroused by the second.“Turn it on, baby, and put it to your clit.”“Oh, God!” I squeal, pulling my shorts and panties to the side. It sends a jolt as if I have been shocked.“Now, you’re trembling, wondering what the first spank will feel like. I pause to add to your anticipation. Then, spank!”I suck in my breath..