She always laughs and says I am crazy, but I will continue making cards for her. I love my wife and get so hard and cum so much every time we make lov..., that this fantasy is not needed, but what if?So far everything I have written is true. I was going to make her a card with this image on it:I then had a wet dream that after I gave her the card, she said that the game certainly seemed hot and was I sure, absolutely sure, that I wanted to play? My cock stiffened, and I said yes. She stroked my. Closing her eyes, she let her head slump tiredly and sighed."I'm okay, Jim," she repeated as I continued to watch her. "I'm okay... It's my tits that aren't."Automatically my gaze was drawn down and I could see the two large wet spots on her night shirt. "You're leaking." I know that you fucking piss-ant! Tell me something I don't know. Oh, shit they ache..." Genevieve..." I began but she interrupted."Sorry. Sorry, I yelled but... Oh, God... I usually spend time using breast pumps before I go. The road was widening and the landscape becoming– more recognizable as the one leading to a familiar town. The town was more familiar to Miriam and Robyn, as it was the scene of their accosting Hastert, Stumpy, and Hastert’s other followers. There the bargain with Hastert was sealed and more. In their former adventure, along with Charles, they had stayed at this inn longer than almost any other.Pēteris and Maggie had spent their time in the woods and on the road leading from the far side of. I got the impression she wasn’t the brightest star in the sky but she was a nice lady even though she had no idea of what had gone on with her daughter, I was concerned that the cum stains in her damp panties might give it away bit it didn’t and now I was washing away the evidence.We chatted and Julie started to open up a bit, maybe it was the wine but I got the impression she wasn’t in the best marriage but Jeff loved Anna and unlike her real father took a real interest and Anna loved him.