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I'm married and my wife is still today a beautiful, pleasant and sensual woman, we are now both 55 years old and 35 years of marriage, she as I said has been passing the time not because I love her so much but from what I always hear others say, she is still a beautiful and wonderful female. Me too have always enjoyed an unparalleled health they tell me that I never look at my age 170 m 70 kg stubborn little belly but it doesn't compromise the whole set i am still very crown <unk>em up ?? , I am not handsome but neither ugly
Well, as for mine, our intimacy I must confess that at the beginning of marriage I was very macho and moralistic, as well as prejudiced, nor did I talk to a person who was deer or lesbian. By thirty years old, I had been married for ten years, then a colleague began buying the magazine <unk> He and She <unk> That's when I started reading and the session "Forum" talked about dating couples ménage etc..
Then I got hooked on Private magazine, at the same time changing my view of sex and marriage.
Shortly before I had settled a tumultuous "case" that almost caused the separation of me and my wife, we were now recovering our relationship.
I then started showing my wife the <unk>Erotic Stories contained in He and She Forum and the stories on Private <unk>She got excited and we climbed every day, at that time she became pregnant with our little one and I supported her to call already thinking about his sexual liberation because as a husband and father few men would like for their wives to get pregnant under such circumstances.
The time passed and due to his rigid religious education <unk> practicing Evangelical belief, almost four years went by. My struggle with him for raising four children, increasing the size of our household, improving my car and school so that I could graduate and develop professionally in the company where he worked came then my diploma (only on paper, no party) and subsequently my promotion things improved.
Then a singer came to perform at the church (I also attended) and he stayed for days in town, as did my wife's sister (she always lived near our house). He was staying with the pastor far away but visited my brother-in-law daily. The episode coincided with a course that I was assigned to do at the time, leaving on Sunday for the town of Sete Lagoas where Cemig's School is located and returning Friday night. At the end of the week in which he arrived, I met him, good-looking, nice talkative businessman accustomed to always living away from home and having to sell his fish, have you seen how it is <unk> Né?
He had arrived on Friday, made a presentation and by Saturday I was already introduced to him at my house i.e., he was already accommodated in the home of my sister-in-law and went up to mine where I met him. On Sunday came back, played conversation outside (or inside <unk> Né?).
At night I traveled, went to my course to return on Friday <unk> All normal when I came back. The guy was still in the piece. Always request and already intimate at home, however, presented himself with care of visiting, smart man.
After a few days he left town, and my wife didn't let on.
I don't remember why, but a few days later in the evening my wife and I were preparing for an intense night of sex at home. My daughters had gone out and my sons were going to sleep with my parents; it was still about eight o'clock at night when they would arrive around eleven so we could have fun and fantasies that now became part of our daily lives.
As we started to "play" she told me that she had something serious to tell me. She began by saying that I'd cheated on her with the singer, and started crying, so I consoled her and by starting telling that he arrived in early afternoon at our house (my daughters were studying in the afternoons, I suppose he should have known) and my youngest children about five or six years old was gentle send buy bullet, clean circuit. So in the living room cozy, with a carpet of beefskin, our home far away from the street with a garden in front very discreet and quiet. Well she said that when he saw her engaged and kissing him, she lost no time in going straight for the attack. She was dressed and as it turned out stood between his legs with both hands spread wide open, opening up her big lips leaving exposed her little cricket prominently so by sucking on it and rubbing its tongue this caused an unprecedented pleasure and thus never before made sense. According to her I did not know how many times she had mocked him there and so intensely. In a brief rest she offered him her cacete, which according to her until then had not seen a more beautiful one; described it as entirely pink, of good size, well-kept, with a wonderful and appetizing head, what rewarded her such joy by sucking it till he discharged into it his voluminous milk and appetite, what she smiled at with pleasure.
Knowing that, the weather could not cool down (smart and experienced guy) without loss of time, he went back to sucking her as had already done before, his cock hard like a rock penetrated it forcefully going all the way to the bottom in the grotto of pleasure, pumping, now stopping and, retouching him with mastery inside his mouth causing him shivers of pleasure; according to her, they both started an enjoyment simultaneously so violent that, both seemed still be days without having sex, he spat out as intensely as he'd been doing for a little while, filling up by fucking his tiny handful which, previously looked hot, now was as if you had without pouring water on a hot iron, so their enjoyment each splash was like throwing a wave of cool water into a burning coal slowly extinguishing the fervor of this cock in his cunt, hugged and kissed, both sipping at their lips the blunt pleasure offered to one another. Immediately, in a delightful surprise, he crouched again between her legs opening them just as before, spreading his hands to widen even more its little mouth began sucking him back, now sipping the mixed broth of both like nectar was. She was delirious, both from the unusual scene itself and the unexpected pleasure so intense that she had never felt it before. The guy looked like a stallion in heat; he didn't get tired or his dick burned off. He climbed on her again and penetrated at once, both in the torpor of this unexpected action, they enjoyed immediately with a few shots filled his cock as deliciously and intensely as before. There were thus some minutes to kisses and hugs so that culminate from animal pleasure or sense, to human affection which only two lovers thirsty for sex and heat can offer each other not only in order to humanize the relationship but above all by offering one another the spoils of sharing pleasure.
As she counted, and as I had never before felt so much lust for my wife as a sorcerer's apprentice...
However, today she no longer wants and does not agree to do anything other than what society traditionally dictates in its rules: Wife at home without many preambles and without any fun, just traditional sex. She justifies that now as a grandmother her responsibilities are different and her attention is only for the family.
I'm near Belo Horizonte, an inland and provincial city.
I confess, I feel like a bull trapped in the pen so if any married woman freed by her husband preferably with his knowledge or couple who wants a faithful friend discreet and secretive accomplice for an intelligent true friendship on special affection...
Well, as for mine, our intimacy I must confess that at the beginning of marriage I was very macho and moralistic, as well as prejudiced, nor did I talk to a person who was deer or lesbian. By thirty years old, I had been married for ten years, then a colleague began buying the magazine <unk> He and She <unk> That's when I started reading and the session "Forum" talked about dating couples ménage etc..
Then I got hooked on Private magazine, at the same time changing my view of sex and marriage.
Shortly before I had settled a tumultuous "case" that almost caused the separation of me and my wife, we were now recovering our relationship.
I then started showing my wife the <unk>Erotic Stories contained in He and She Forum and the stories on Private <unk>She got excited and we climbed every day, at that time she became pregnant with our little one and I supported her to call already thinking about his sexual liberation because as a husband and father few men would like for their wives to get pregnant under such circumstances.
The time passed and due to his rigid religious education <unk> practicing Evangelical belief, almost four years went by. My struggle with him for raising four children, increasing the size of our household, improving my car and school so that I could graduate and develop professionally in the company where he worked came then my diploma (only on paper, no party) and subsequently my promotion things improved.
Then a singer came to perform at the church (I also attended) and he stayed for days in town, as did my wife's sister (she always lived near our house). He was staying with the pastor far away but visited my brother-in-law daily. The episode coincided with a course that I was assigned to do at the time, leaving on Sunday for the town of Sete Lagoas where Cemig's School is located and returning Friday night. At the end of the week in which he arrived, I met him, good-looking, nice talkative businessman accustomed to always living away from home and having to sell his fish, have you seen how it is <unk> Né?
He had arrived on Friday, made a presentation and by Saturday I was already introduced to him at my house i.e., he was already accommodated in the home of my sister-in-law and went up to mine where I met him. On Sunday came back, played conversation outside (or inside <unk> Né?).
At night I traveled, went to my course to return on Friday <unk> All normal when I came back. The guy was still in the piece. Always request and already intimate at home, however, presented himself with care of visiting, smart man.
After a few days he left town, and my wife didn't let on.
I don't remember why, but a few days later in the evening my wife and I were preparing for an intense night of sex at home. My daughters had gone out and my sons were going to sleep with my parents; it was still about eight o'clock at night when they would arrive around eleven so we could have fun and fantasies that now became part of our daily lives.
As we started to "play" she told me that she had something serious to tell me. She began by saying that I'd cheated on her with the singer, and started crying, so I consoled her and by starting telling that he arrived in early afternoon at our house (my daughters were studying in the afternoons, I suppose he should have known) and my youngest children about five or six years old was gentle send buy bullet, clean circuit. So in the living room cozy, with a carpet of beefskin, our home far away from the street with a garden in front very discreet and quiet. Well she said that when he saw her engaged and kissing him, she lost no time in going straight for the attack. She was dressed and as it turned out stood between his legs with both hands spread wide open, opening up her big lips leaving exposed her little cricket prominently so by sucking on it and rubbing its tongue this caused an unprecedented pleasure and thus never before made sense. According to her I did not know how many times she had mocked him there and so intensely. In a brief rest she offered him her cacete, which according to her until then had not seen a more beautiful one; described it as entirely pink, of good size, well-kept, with a wonderful and appetizing head, what rewarded her such joy by sucking it till he discharged into it his voluminous milk and appetite, what she smiled at with pleasure.
Knowing that, the weather could not cool down (smart and experienced guy) without loss of time, he went back to sucking her as had already done before, his cock hard like a rock penetrated it forcefully going all the way to the bottom in the grotto of pleasure, pumping, now stopping and, retouching him with mastery inside his mouth causing him shivers of pleasure; according to her, they both started an enjoyment simultaneously so violent that, both seemed still be days without having sex, he spat out as intensely as he'd been doing for a little while, filling up by fucking his tiny handful which, previously looked hot, now was as if you had without pouring water on a hot iron, so their enjoyment each splash was like throwing a wave of cool water into a burning coal slowly extinguishing the fervor of this cock in his cunt, hugged and kissed, both sipping at their lips the blunt pleasure offered to one another. Immediately, in a delightful surprise, he crouched again between her legs opening them just as before, spreading his hands to widen even more its little mouth began sucking him back, now sipping the mixed broth of both like nectar was. She was delirious, both from the unusual scene itself and the unexpected pleasure so intense that she had never felt it before. The guy looked like a stallion in heat; he didn't get tired or his dick burned off. He climbed on her again and penetrated at once, both in the torpor of this unexpected action, they enjoyed immediately with a few shots filled his cock as deliciously and intensely as before. There were thus some minutes to kisses and hugs so that culminate from animal pleasure or sense, to human affection which only two lovers thirsty for sex and heat can offer each other not only in order to humanize the relationship but above all by offering one another the spoils of sharing pleasure.
As she counted, and as I had never before felt so much lust for my wife as a sorcerer's apprentice...
However, today she no longer wants and does not agree to do anything other than what society traditionally dictates in its rules: Wife at home without many preambles and without any fun, just traditional sex. She justifies that now as a grandmother her responsibilities are different and her attention is only for the family.
I'm near Belo Horizonte, an inland and provincial city.
I confess, I feel like a bull trapped in the pen so if any married woman freed by her husband preferably with his knowledge or couple who wants a faithful friend discreet and secretive accomplice for an intelligent true friendship on special affection...
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