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Then as if waking from a deep sleep Marsha’s eyes brightened, she took a deep breath, and the biggest smile formed on her face. Well, that’s not entirely accurate. You see my wife Marsha was asleep. After all, she had to get up early for work. No, as the collar indicates, this was not my wife Marsha, this was my slave... “Ashley,” I said a smile evident in my voice. “Oh, Master!”, she beamed back at me. “This one is so happy to see you!” I love my wife. She has been my closest companion and my dearest friend for years. She is my lover and the mother of my only child. She supported my ambitions when I was struggling to build my business. She cares for me when I get sick. She believes in me and trusts me. The list just goes on and on. And even beyond all of that, it’s just so easy to love her. She is smart and kind and caring. And she is the most gorgeous woman I have ever known. I’m no slouch, but let’s just admit it, physically, she is out of my league. Keep in mind, she was with me when I was poor, so while she might have the body of a 26-year-old trophy wife, in reality, she is the 41-year-old mother of my child and my absolute partner in life. Knowing all that you likely won’t be surprised to hear that not only do I love my wife, but I love making love TO my wife. However... She is just so vanilla in the bedroom. Now, she does have a minor submissive side, and she desires to please me and meet my needs. feet In fact, early in the relationship, she allowed me to get a little kinky, but she just never got into it, and for me that’s anime most of the fun, knowing that my partner is into the depravity. And, while I have the skills to do it, I learned in my first marriage that trying to alter someone’s core personality can have unintended consequences. So that was never an option with Marsha. Instead over the course of about 9 months. I slowly and gently began to discover, encourage and develop the aspects of Marsha that would suit my desires. But, rather than empower them to change Marsha, I merely bound them together into a new personality, and her name is Ashley. This party turned out to be a momentous occasion. Now dry, except for my pussy, I stood up, collected my things and left to more cheers from the guys. At six-two, I weigh one hundred seventy, the same as when I graduated High School. The other lamia. What was the race of the man who did this to you?” "Remember the plan," Jessie said to Haley and Bethany, holding up her practice sword for emphasis. She leaned forward gave me a quick kiss on the lips, smiled, turned and walked away. “How long was this going on?” "Of course you anime love him, he’s your best friend. I said that I wasn’t, but I had to confess that I’d been turned on by it. “You’re married?” Jan & I would drive up on Saturday morning, we would inspect the TR6 and start taking some photo’s as requested. I asked her “do you have any feet lube?”. I said okay that made sense but added that must suck having to arrive on a new base on a weekend with no one around. “Fuck her so hard. Not good enough. I never met my father and mom never really talked about him. School is changing for the better at least for me. I am very adored there Mother.