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Click hereI nodded. She stood up and let her thong fall to the floor and kicked it off. I lifted her up into my arms and carried her to our bedroom. I helped her out of her slutty Cinderella costume and she slid under the covers with only her stockings still on.
"Aren't you going to take the tiara off, at least?" I wondered.
"No. I wanna just feel like a princess for now," she said, still maintaining her English accent. "Hold me."
I wrapped my arms around her tightly and didn't say another word as we drifted off to sleep.
TBC...
"Ana, my dear wife, you spoke of your fear that I might leave you like I did my first wife. Well, dear wife, if you ever again lock me out of MY bedroom, I will walk right out that door and you will find yourself single and flipping burgers at McDonald's again. Sex between husband and wife is to be shared. It is a shared pleasurable experience, not a selfish experience enjoyed only by you." Then throw the other six numbered gifts in the trash and remove the tennis bracelet from her ankle and put it on her wrist where it belongs before she replaces you with a string of lovers. And cut off Lita's influence over Ana.
She doesn't want him to leave her, but she has only allowed him to have sex with her a few times in the past year. Tell her that if she doesn't start providing him with regular, meaningful sex, he will leave her ass in California and find a woman more willing to have sex with him...even if he has to go back to his first wife. This bitch is batshit crazy.
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