You're married to me!

The box said, "Micro-nano mini bikini for strippers and lonely housewives, not recommended if you don't want to give!" We fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought and fought If I told you I was going to marry you and then you criticized my clothes and were jealous of who I was going out with, I'd have given you a hard time. My wife denies me fire for months on end and forces me to wear a chastity belt that the pastor gave her. The guy is old fashioned, and said that a man only wears this, sealed! And my wife forced her to wear it! But her pastor didn't say anything about her going out like an exhibitionist whore on the street and when I complain, the pastor says that my wife has to be a modern woman, and these things are prejudiced, and he approves of the nano skirts, transparent tops and indecencies that my wife wears, and even of the insignificant robes and asks my wife to wear in front of him and the elders when she goes to help in the church, they make her do faxina like this, and they still have boots and maid's gloves, which I suspect they bought in sex shops! My wife is like a horse, roasting in the sun on the hunt, here's a neighborhood full of unemployed men who are giving up on her, and seeing her like this, they're full of fingers and return my wife all marked! I have to stand there with my wife like this on the sidewalk, because she goes out with a needle or another and comes back all worn out and spotted! she says it's cream, but on the hair all running down the shoulders? It's a lot of provocation and with the smell of sweaty macho! Excuse me! I don't swallow! Who swallowed it was her, that's right! And she's all cheerful, all bossy, comparing me to the guy or the cicrano! She says she likes a good competition and I lose them all because you're locked in the belt! On the other side of the house there is a sex shop vendor who gives live tips of toys to my wife to masturbate! And lets her test drive with her products! From this house there is a personal teacher who offers free lessons for my wife when I am not home. Outside the vendors and motoboys that my wife receives with every little dress that she gives at home, she is happy until she sweats! It's the fire that makes me anxious and nervous about not being able to figure out my hard-on, and it makes me bitter, and it makes her sweet because she's so coddled and sought after.