She was glad she had made the mistake in retrospect,otherwise she mightn't have gone quite so far tonight, after all it wastheir first evening togethe... and she had been supposed to be breaking himgently so to speak. So much for that. Who was the bigger slut shethought? her or him. Who cares so long as its fun, she thoughtdeliciously. But for all the mental satisfaction she had gotten from thesituation, her clitoris was still throbbing and insisting on someattention.Letting herself into the flat. Eventually she was ready and after cursing in a mostunladylike fashion for over half an hour she got the fire lit.Then she had to go and get water for the kettle!This turned out to be from an open barrel outside at the back of thebuilding! There were leaves floating on the surface and more at thebottom of the barrel but there was nowhere else to get it so she had tofill it up and tromp back upstairs.She heated the water up then poured it into the bath with a satisfyingcloud of steam as she. The last weeks forced cycle of stretching poses and increasing dildo thickness helped ready her for her introduction to fisting. Her new wardrobe of clothing, all from pornsites, had arrived. Week three was the first time in over 14 days that she left the house and we used the opportunity to stretch the guages of all her piercings. When we would go out, your mother's outfits would consist of a cupless bra that help to lift her tits up, making her nipples visible through the sheer fabric of her. She said, “For being such an exemplary married couple and for being loving to each other for all this time, I will grant you each a wish.”The wife answered, “Oh, I want to travel around the world with my darling husband.”The fairy waved her magic wand and - poof! – two tickets for the Queen Mary II appeared in her Hands.The husband thought for a moment: “Well, this is all very romantic, but an opportunity like this will never come again. I’m sorry my love, but my wish is to have a wife 30 years.