A Good Wife

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A normal day of a good wife
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The day has gone smoothly,
Started with worshiping my husband
Sucking his cock and swallowing cum
Giving him a good start to the day.

I cooked and cleaned and did other chores
Looked after the kids, as you know.
I squeezed in a workout, to keep fit
Juggling life, putting on a show.

Evening came, time to prepare,
For a night out with old friends , without a care.
But before I could gather myself,
He appeared, locked the door with stealth.

Bent over the bed, pants on my knees,
Ecstasy flowed with each pleasing tease.
He entered me, oh, what a delight,
Moaning into the darkness, out of sight.

Sweat and juices mixed in the air,
As he moved with precision, without a care.
He pulled away, leaving me aching,
Whimpering at the absence, my body shaking.

But he wasn't finished, oh no, not yet,
A moment of pause, his hand got wet.
With lube in hand, he prepared to go,
Inside my ass, a sensation to bestow.

Pain and pleasure danced hand in hand,
I cried out, but he made no demand.
Deep within, he found his pleasure,
The wet sounds echoing, a hidden treasure.

With his release came a playful spank,
And a plug inserted, my body to thank.
He left me there, a mess to behold,
Proudly wearing what he had bestowed.

I went out, enjoyed time with friends,
But my body a constant reminder, it never ends.
For my sore, sticky ass and denied desire,
Reminded me of my love and dedication to my husband, my heart's fire.

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