A lot of credit goes to my loving husband for his guidance, understandings and love for making our life so beautiful, so lovable and so sexy. You all ...re aware that we both never missed any chance to love each other. Some time we get chances and some time we create the chances. But the ultimate goal is love, love and love………… I am being fucked by my loving husband in every possible manner in my own home whenever we get the chance. But his lust is always increasing with the passing time. Last. While you’re at it, scoop your slimy fuck-word drool out of your diction-deprived slut-box. That’s it, you filthy fucking worthless writing whore, smear them around your slutty subject line. Circumlocute it with your cummy keyboard. Show me all those filthy strands of juicy jargon.Now where are you gonna stick that fistful of analogies next…? What about that cute little outbox of yours?==========Subject Line: Spreading My Prose For YouVioletVixen: Fuck, Grusha, making me your subordinate. They all fell for him, for his raconteur charms, his sleazy arrogance... oh and his cock. Let's not forget that. For the type of girls that he went for, it wasn't hard to have them all over him when they found out that he had a thick eleven inch cock hanging down his leg. You could say he was quite the woman pleaser. Although sadly quite a few girls simply couldn't fit him in - or at least got scared and didn't try to, which always annoyed Set. He simply had to make do with a titfuck. Poor guy. I crouched down once we were at the sink and pulled out the large bag of dog food out, hauled it off to my bed room, bent down and poured it into the steel bowl and once I had seen her, wagging her tail and looking at me with that-Sideway glance that showed her whites, then begin to hungrily chow down, walked off to return to the kitchen and return the bag to under the sink. I returned back to the room to pick up her water bowl and filled it at the sink, then returned it back to the room and.