1. Repair your broken love


    Date: 3/28/2016, Categories: True Story, Author: Davinia, Rating: 64.3, Source: sexstories.com

    out and in to her cheek like sucking a rod. She has repaired the marriage. As she sit in her panties and bra, Mike asks, “Can you turn on the light and then the fan will start. She says, “It’s turned on now and…….oh whoa….” Mike looks down and sees her with her hand down her panties. Wiggling she moans and with the other hand she is playing with her nipple. She says, “Help I can’t turn it off!” Mike stumbles down the ladder to her, dropping his tool belt and saying, “God I love you Molly.” 1 Ceiling fan = $329.99 1 Front door window = $212.00 1 ‘You’re just like your mother’ = devastated and frightened 1 Man of my dreams = priceless…….. Three months later and Molly is sitting with her girls in the Bar and Grill. She is hearing each one dissing (showing lack of respect to) their husbands and boyfriends. The girls are bitching about this and that. Molly has this smile of super contentment and ecstasy on her face and after thirty minutes the girls see this and confront her. She is hiding something. “Open up girl!” is heard. She studies her posse and thinks how to say it and then out it comes. “Listen to all of you; you’re all just like your mothers. Except for you Kate -you truly hate men. I almost lost my husband. I let my mother’s ways slip in and she is vindictive and hurtful. I watched my husband walk around like an injured stallion. What I had created for myself to look forward to was a heart-broken shell of a man, a, “Yes dear” man. I loved my stallion with that fire and spontaneity and that sparkle in his eyes. So I quickly saved it. Now I have that shaft that throbs in my presence and is like an obedient puppy, waiting to service me in any hole I want and stay with me until I finish. He knows without a doubt from just a look or a body motion that I want him. I love him and will fight to the death for him. He is mine and mine alone. I love my husband and would never disrespect him.” The End
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