I did love him even though I misbehaved from time to time. I wasn’t in the mood, mentally or physically, for sex, but I was going to play the role o... a “good wifey”.I greeted my dear husband at the door when he got home from work with his favorite cocktail. Wearing his favorite sheer pink baby doll nightie and some low heels with fluffy pop-poms on the toes, he was favorably impressed, to say the least.To get in the mood, and to dull the soreness between my legs, I had already gotten a head. When we reach the hill, we realize that the aging church is the only relic left from an old Scottish community that once thrived in this valley. While I am peeking through the windows, you read the signage posted outside the large gothic inspired doors explaining the history of the parish and the surrounding community. Just as you finish reading, I walk up behind you placing my hands around your waist, hugging you from behind. I say we should try to see if we can get in, and you totally agree.. It is so freely and wild now, but most in common with them all, the hot, and beautiful, folk; the physically well endowed, sexually desired, tight bodied individuals, is that they offer to give up their bodies and their good looks, in exchange for monetary gain, foremost (they got to pay the rent) and their youth is expended, at a price, figuratively and metaphorically, is but precise. I enjoy collecting photos and videos of these hot men, especially if they are super masculine looking, cute,. I gave him some attention, some rubbing and petting and he started again. This time growling and nipping a little; I decided that I would give in. His advances continued as I went and got some lube but he calmed down and waited as I stripped from the waist down, got out a little foot stool and put a blanket over it. The garage was behind the house, there had been no one around all day and the prospect of someone showing up was slim to none. I could have done it a few other ways but, he was.