( While you sipped your drink and watched me, I stole glances at the phone screen, filming me in my vulnerable state. I tried not to squirm too much, biting my lip to remind myself to hold still.)
husband
more p°®n for us to sell
wife
( I honestly couldn't tell if you are serious)
husband
“We’ll call the website How to Train a Naughty, Dirty Girl. And every time you misbehave, we’ll make a new tutorial detailing your punishment and what you learned. Would you like that, slut?”
wife
"if it's what you want,boss then .yes,I would"
wife
(Your drink finished, you came over to me and cupped one of my b®€@$ts with your hand. I obediently stood with my arms behind my back, since you hadn’t told me to change positions. As hard as it was to not cling to you, I gripped my elbows and held on tight as you began your delicious assault on my whipped-cream-dipped ni¶¶|€s.)
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