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My Favorite Twatthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:romantic, 5613 words)

Author: Babblehead
Added: Dec 02 2012Views / Reads: 2687 / 1809 [67%]Story vote: 9.50 (16 votes)
I knew where this conversation was leading. Not that I was against his idea. In fact I had used the fantasy of woman on woman loving many times to great pleasure. If only he knew how many times, he was some woman wearing a strap on pounding my pussy..
 


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MY FAVORITE TWAT

When my husband told me our sex life was getting stale I asked him in what way. We definitely mixed things up, and had many different situations, and role-playing games. I asked. "How could we make it more interesting? I think our sex life is exciting."

"Well!" He said. Then after a long pause, and a hard gulp (should I ask this question.) He continued. "Would you be open to a third person?" Before I could answer, he went on. "I know we have discussed it in the past, but you did not seem to decisive one way or the other."

I remained silent. He became apprehensive "Well what do you think?" I knew where this conservation was leading. Not that I was against his idea. In fact I had used the fantasy of woman on woman loving many times to great pleasure. If only he knew how many times, he was some woman wearing a strap on pounding my pussy, he would not, take no for an answer. He had no idea how badly I wanted to scream "It‘s about fucking time." I kept silent. He really wanted an answer I could see it in his eyes, and hear it in his voice.

Then phone ringing gave me a break saved by the bell I thought. I answered "Hello." The first words I heard were. "My puddy needs your mouth badly." I recognized her voice and the term puddy, she was the only woman, I ever went down on that referred to her pussy as puddy. ...

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